Standard (EADGBE)

Your evil bride is waiting for you outside

She dyed her seashell dress scarlet and has decided

To not walk down the aisle

 With her usual fake smile

 She must have thought about it for awhile

 Before she became so hostile

 It’s not my fault she can’t abide

 His usual fake style

 And she prefers the windward side

 And wants to do things the way she decides

 She wants to bide all her time travelling worldwide

 And learn how to scry

 and see how those things coincide

 If she is out of sight

 It’s because she does hate lights

 Since she has to bite

 She only lives at night

 She knows exactly what you saw

 Because of the threefold law

 In spite of her best endeavours

 She could not change her behaviour

 She is surely one of a kind

 And everyone thinks she is fine

 But if you’d see inside her mind

 You’ll never guess there what you’d find

 A squandered soul maybe

 And a bad memory of a banshee:

 A recent event that happened under a bead tree

 No one ever noticed that she lives in misery

 But that’s the price of life when you’re accused of witchery

 Far away from here is

 The garden of the Hesperides

 And the Islands of the Blessed

 And a blissful dreadfulness

 If you never come back to me

 I will end like Lady Jane Grey

 Where were you when I needed you?

 Someone who knows what I’m going through

 Your evil bride still waits for you outside

 If you don’t show off, she must leave you for awhile

 There’s no forgiveness for all those who lie

 And only emptiness for all the others who cry