The Black Dahlia Murder - A Vulgar Picture скачать mp3

A Vulgar Picture now the funeral grounds are at last AWASH with the blackness of this frigid autumn night I've lurked into the graveyard with pick and spade in tow this night shall birth forth our reckoning hell's jaws, now open wide a stare to pierce six feet of soil a love beyond this mortal coil as though you'd never left my side, I hold your stiffened body so close to me for years I've lived in a dream awake, I felt as dead as my cold and bloodless bride to me I can barely suppress my elation! MY BLOOD IS RACING AS I STRIKE THE LID a quick pry of the casket reveals her body, paralyzed so long I've waited for this moment, to thrust my fingers deep inside! now you will sing the song of the deceased the ones whose souls will not rest in peace! the throes of necromantic lust possess my mind cries of my precious frozen angel beckon from inside I feel alive! for once I'm feeling so alive my skin is crawling, I'm completed on this resurrection night from this night achieved a morbid truth love's bounds post-mortally removed (chorus) in rapture my mind is lured by my own knife to join this frrrragile being who sleeps below the reflection of a razor reveals the moon, so perfectly along my impatient veins its steel does graze WITH THE KISS OF SUICIDE! I feel no pain as I lay with my lovely bride the silk lining now stained with my offering I embrace the end of MY NOW WORTHLESS LIFE