Purple, blue, red to black,
These are the colors, that you give back,
After a while, yellow turns to green,
A little reminder of what you mean,
Across the field, I see a light,
Sounds of wailing pierce the night,
Flaming embers light the sky,
Our love is burning, this is why:
I love you, I love you to death,
Sing to me, darling,
When you draw your last breath,
Come to me, sweetly,
And leave me possessed,
I love you, I love you to death.
A beautiful package of sharpened knives,
A wooden box to hold your lies,
Rusty coils, a glass syringe,
The anniversary of our revenge.
I love you, I love you to death,
Sing to me, darling,
When you draw your last breath,
Come to me, sweetly,
And leave me possessed,
I love you, I love you to death.
Side by side, upon the hill,
Our bramble vine is growing still,
Beneath the moor, and blowing heather,
The sun sets in the west, forever.
I love you, I love you to death,
Sing to me, darling,
When you draw your last breath,
No need to worry, no need to confess,
I love you, I love you,
I love you to death.
Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Bruce Butkovich
Assistant Engineers: Zen Hardy and Charlie Sheets
Recorded and Mixed at Open Sky Studio
Mastered by Rodney Mills at Rodney Mills Masterhouse
Photography by Harold Sellers