In the darkness of the night
He followed her silhouette,
Walked down the pebbled road
Towards his impending demise
As if it's his greatest reprieve.
With a shovel in one hand,
Gasoline in the other,
She led him towards the graveyard
To be buried with the others.
What a foolish, foolish man!
Dug up his own grave.
All in the name of his soulmate,
Who could care less
About him being dead.
He lied there peacefully
While she buried him with glee.
Placed a black rose on his grave
Making him her last victim.
This is her last payment to death.
A payment full of blood and sin.
But the devil won't let her go
Because she's all his,
From the moment they met.
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