Cupid Carries a Gun lyrics

Pound me the witch drums, witch drums

Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I'm the curled up fists

Dead and hardened spiders

Like two mangled crowns

On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes

Folks say that I

Look like Death

Lived in the hotel of my eyes

Blinds wide open like a whore

Paid in spit from that hearse between her thighs

Keep your halos tight

I'm your god or your guardian

Keep your halo tight

One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now

Cupid carries a gun

Now, now

Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

She had those crow-black eyes

Starless, but she fucked like a comet

She laid as still as a Bible

And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside

• Artist:Marilyn Manson
• Album:The Pale Emperor (2015)