The messenger

Got a letter from the messenger I read it when it came It said that you were wounded, you were bound and chained you were loved and you were handled you were poisoned, you were pained oh no, oh no, you were naked, you were shamed there's a chance and I'll take it this desire I can't kill, take my heart please don't break it I will crawl to your foothill, I'm frightened but I'm coming please baby, please lay still, oh no oh no, not coming for the kill.