• To Find The Way Between My Ashes.
    To Eat The Flesh Born From Murder.
    To Asure My Way Inside Her Mind.
    This, Will Leave Me Blind....

    As The Moon Shines, upon her Pale Skin
    The Wolves gathered, For The Feast.
    Moving the Corpse to the Hill,
    To Fulfill, all of her fantasies...

    Moon Glaring Over My Shoulder.
    I Start, To Kiss Her Gently.
    Wind Caressing Her Body and Hair.
    She went through Gently enough...

    I've Opened Her Lifeless Eyes.
    Telling myself this is not a lie.
    What I have Done?
    Now she's there Dead...

    All I wanted her to love Me...
    All I wanted was to be Loved...
    Now Im Here in This Hill,
    With This rotting Corpse...

    Im Sorry It Had to end this Way...
    Now Burn My Love..
    And Let The Feast Begin...