My tragi-joyous cortege floats along The cobweb-flowered aisle of my crypt A funeral lament my wedding march For death himself tonight will be my groom A greying shroud will make my marriage gown A tattered winding-sheet my bridal veil An iridiscent tiara webbed by spider feet A faded lily bouquet crumbles softly away All the hymns are solemn requiems Every prayer its very own last rite The solemn guests in black and veiled Wail their eerie dirge into the night To kiss the bride is the kiss of mortality The ashen confetti falls through the close air As the doomed woman's hands close around The thrown bouquet which marks her fate The wedding breakfast a funeral wake Leaden waltz danced mournful threnody The listless tango as danse macabre Giving extreme unction with blood-redwine Time now to rejoin my sombre carriage jet-black relic-adorned marriage hearse Spirit raven-plumed horses my transport My eldritch honeymoon of mourning made My bridal home a sombre sepulture a dusty casket makes my bridal bed winding sheets and shrouds my blackened trousseau welcome now within the world of the dead Widow-bride's embrace is all-consuming Lamentations cache my cunning caress Just one kiss is forever, forever fatal One look, your first and last and always mine Tonight your final fated consummation When dark rises triumphal over light Eternal promise of anticipation That first embrace will be the final knell