bones beneath the earth
cold and rotten
oder so foul fills the air
worms crawling in and out picking at the rot
your love for me so morbid
as i lay in the ground your mind thinks of ways
to be with me one way or another,
you my dark lover dig by the light of the moon
crawl into the ground beside me
carressing my remains
on lookers thinking you insane
your love drives you to be near me as i hold a spell on you as in life so be it in death
your desire like an unquenchable thrist
necromancy talking to the dead
but you want more necrofeliac as you attack my bones
a twisted smile from my skull and your love sick moans
COMMENTS
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VanDick
17:33 Dec 14 2008
very nice