As She Enters The Church

In Her White Dress Ready To Burst

The Whole Crowd Spelled By Her Charm

Not Knowing She Cause Such Harm

Cuttling To Hhe Fathers Protection

Knowing She Will Never Face Rejection

But Can She Decline And Protect Her Pride

No, She Is The WhoreBride

She Is My WhoreBride

Til' The End Of Time

The Rings That I Bought

The Flowers That I Gave

The Presents That I Brought

To My Future Wife/Bride So Fake

She Is My WhoreBride

I'm Cursed For The Rest Of My Life...