It’s Coming After

A whispery cat in a burgundy hat, uh
Told her of a race that would die
But she told him instead she's in love with the dead
She's a necromancing slave from the sky

Crying rhymes for the dying times
If it's time to die there's nothing you can do
(It's coming after you) no, no, no
And if you die too, here's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stretch your skin across her frame and paint it blue

You're blue on my walls and you're black in my heart
I see red when my girls start to chant
"I'm in love with your way," she heard a dead man say
As she did it with a dog in the dark

Crying rhymes for the dying times
If it's time to die there's nothing you can do
(It's coming after you) no, no
And if you die too, here's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stretch your skin across her frame and paint it blue