She Cried in the Dark

Then I died
With an organ playing at my side
Holding up the moon in shaking hands
I can’t tear myself from your cold embrace
What other place do I have?
Love is the cruelest mistress
And I fell for your brittle charms
As the organ plays at my side
Today is the day we die
Tomorrow was never promised to the damned
And you never want to hold my hand
Holding up the moon to watch it fall
Sometimes I think you love me
Sometimes I think I make-believe it all
There’s a million angels in heaven tonight
Despite the call of hell
And the bells
And the smell of sulphur burning my eyes
When will the organ stop
And let me rest in my demise?
Tomorrow was never promised to the condemned
When we hold up the moon to cover the stars
Emptiness claws at my consciousness
My broken little heart has never been more warm
And I thank you for the moon
And the stars
And the sky
Even though I think you lied
Just to watch me buried with an organ playing at my side