Queen of the Dammed

Lately i've been forced to sing

To hum the tunes of unholy repel

Bound by this sickened ring

My misery to no one i tell

Bound in this marriage of doom

My husband feeds on my wounds

With a demon i share this room

And wait for eternity to be fumed

Our minister was not a ghost

Rather the worshipper of such a spirit

To the dead we made a toast

So much of blood spilled, so explicit 

Our honeymoon in the valleys of hell

The celebration was evil and sad

Falling into this infinite well

My lover no longer that lovely lad

But all this pain n suffering that i fought

The bigger goal in my mind was scanned

My husband i killed with a single gun shot

N became the fcukin queen of the dammed