Dead Love

Love, dead love I missed you this summer. Cold, so cold Winter is my mother. So dance Dirt Man I'm so alone this summer Flesh to trash your death is a cancer.. I watched you flee as I crumbled wounded by your grace So leave me dare not whisper No room for mistakes. SO DANCE NOW MR. DIRT MAN Shovel her away. Alone, so cold Winter is my mother No, hell no I won't even bother NOW DANCE, DIRT MAN Fill the hole of another. God damn not again, The shovels all he remembers. God damn what a friend He buries all I remember. So dance dirt man, She's in the hole and she's smothered