I'm in a graveyard,
Waiting for your rotting flesh.
Your soft infectious kiss
Your decomposing hands ripping apart my face
Your worm-filled eyes looking down at me once again
Your ear-piercing scream, that makes my ears bleed
You blood stained clothes pressing up against my body
The foul stench of death brings us closer together
I've always loved you to death
The memories still haunt me, but I'm torn between love and death.
The bitterness of your existence is too much heart ache.
I'll take my butcher knife and ram it in your decaying gut,
I'll hurl your putrid corpse in your pit,
And let you lie unmoved
In the dirt were we once expressed our affection.
