My heart is rotting by the hour,
Impossible sky above.
My soul sleeps for you,
Forever dreaming of your love.
Growing in the dark,
Grotesquely twisited bouqets.
Dead roses,
Formosity,
Blooming as we decay.
Cemetery gates
Open for you and i.
In death we are permanent,
Would you hold me as we die?
Becoming of something bigger
than any human being.
Corroding into mysterious nothing,
The Magick unseen.
Our souls will twist and twine,
Afar cosmos sublime.
Only in death we meet,
Forever we will lie.
Tears have turned to rust,
Our bodies turn to dust.
This my dear,
Is true love.
