After-love Part 2

Your grave or my grave?
Bury ourselves together
Your coffin or my coffin?
All that matters is the pleasure.

I've got you with me now,
I'll have you for forever,
Make no mistake,
Our dead hearts still keep an ember,

I've made my mistakes,
But now I've grown quite clever,
We'll be each other's little zombies,
We can not be severed,

I wonder what your skin was like,
I dreamt it feels like leather,
I love your skeleton just the same,
Your after love is my endeavor.