I don't have a great ear for lyrics
Blue Oyster Cult is on heavy rotation on my car stereo, and what you did up there is approaching blasphemy. Be glad I didn't come back as a god this life, because you'd be smited.
Love of two is one
Here but now they are gone
Came last night in sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
(saying don't be afraid)
Come on baby
(and she had no fear)
And she ran to him
(then they started to fly)
They looked backward and said goodbye
(she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand
(she had become like they are)
Come on baby
(don't fear the reaper)