Detailing Your Dead Body

These littel details Facilitated by the atrosive legacy Plague my write and will Deadily weapons you call words Seemed to forever haunt my dreams But why do they do so? When you walk up again And with no fear I tell this You may never seize my heart, no Not again you will know My love or my hold So wish to stay awake Through my mind you ran hard, but my heart you stomped Play your cards once again And claim the prize you have won I'll kill you What did you think you'd acheive by destroying I'm not going to hold your hand here as you fall You'll burn in Hell while I'm living it up Just picture my face As your arms whore out amongst All that is and ever was For the time being, tears run With rampid detail Down the face under feet Redundancy, you see, has been your expertise The words you spit at me Pray you're not the only one Who will suffer at my hand In you last bleeding hour Will you choke on the blade? Your blood soaks my shirt As the throat is cut And this nightmare will end In your final slaying