Whorebride (live) Lyrics - Withering Surface

Whorebride (live)
As She Enters The Church
In Her White Dress Ready To BurstThe Whole Crowd Spelled By Her Charm
Not Knowing She Cause Such HarmCuttling To Hhe Fathers Protection
Knowing She Will Never Face RejectionBut Can She Decline And Protect Her Pride
No, She Is The WhoreBride
She Is My WhoreBride
Til' The End Of TimeThe Rings That I Bought
The Flowers That I Gave
The Presents That I Brought
To My Future Wife/Bride So FakeShe Is My WhoreBride
I'm Cursed For The Rest Of My Life...