digestyourflesh's channel

It's the song of the sinner
The audience is all dead
As I slowly clear the table
I know that this won't be the last time
It won't be the last time
I wrote this song
And the world will sing it
To me it's everything to me, it's everything to me
It's on every corpse. I see her face, my love, my heart
I hear her laughter and she's still alive
It's like she's still alive
It's her body I'm holding
As we make love
My heart breaks every time I dismember the flesh
Hide the evidence and start again because
It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

less