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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've never left my side, i hold your stiffened body so close to me, for years i've lived in dreams, awake i felt as dead, as my cold and bloodless bride to be, 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 trust my fingers deep inside, now you will live, this song of the deceased, the ones whose souls, will never rest in peace, the throes of necromantic lust, infect 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, this night reveals a morbid truth, loves bounds post mortally removed, as though you've never left my side, i hold your stiffened body so close to me, for years i've lived in dreams, awake i felt as dead, my cold and bloodless bride to be, in rapture my mind is lured by my own knife, to join this fragile being asleep 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 lay with my lover and bride, the silk lining now stained with my offering, i embrace the end of my now worthless life