I can still taste the blood on my lips
So sweet, from your skeletal kiss
I can still sense you, i can still feel
Just as if your tender heart was still surging with fear
Your perfection adorned my perversion
In a sick titillating esteem
And in a repugnant display of elegant devotion
I purged your existence from this horrible earth
So dreadfully grim...
From the gashing of your throat, to the wrenching of your tongue
From the dismantling of your torso, to the vampiric draining of blood
It felt so pleasing to hold you, withering in my arms
Such a ghastly display of affection, a morbid miscarriage of love
Under a pale moonlit sky you rest...dreaming
I wonder what they will say when they find you wasting away, lying in repose
When the maggots are crawling and infesting your kiss
When your flesh is all but rotten away
I wonder will they see you as beautiful as did i
With your life washed away and your body in pieces
You serve to be a feast for the vermin, and such an appeasing meal you shall be
The infestation of your putrefying corpse shall be the final testimony of your wretched divinity
From the shadows i watched while you had nowhere left to run
From the darkness i crept when you had nowhere left to hide
So delicate, so beautiful, so wonderfully frightened you were
So eloquent, so marvelous, so lovely your screams to my ears
A disturbing exploration of a licentious seduction
I purged your existence from this horrible earth