Wounded Bride by The Pathogens Lyrics

She’s just a child beneath the veil
She can tell you all about betrayal
White camouflage can hide the bruises
When vows are done tonight she loses
Down the aisle to her doom
A dirty look from a perfect bridegroom
Despite the lace through the chiffon
She can see the sweet priest urge her on

Wounded bride wounded bride
Motionless – on a bartered bed
Woundеd bride wounded bride
Thе sacred blood – of her maidenhead
Wounded bride wounded bride
Left a red rorschach – on the sheets
Wounded bride wounded bride
Battered to a fifties beat

He took her hand and broke her arm
A bridal fracture but he meant her “no harm”
He jammed a ring upon her finger
Only the bride could see his anger
A golden band a heavy slap
Left a welt what he called a “playful tap”
The bells are ringing from the steeple
And mary cries silently from a side chapel