Last night I was dreaming
You were dying and I was screaming
The darkness serves my pleasure
Through the night
I'm haunting you for what you got
Don't think I do it out of spite
Now I'm here, just for you
And you are waiting for the shroud
I'm obsessed with the thought
That your lovely blood comes out
It goes down, from the mouth
Through the neck to the ribs
To the little wet hill
Which is guarded by the lips
You're my curse
But you blessing my desire
You're my death, my abyss
But you're taking me higher
Prepare to die
The time has come to devourer
The burning seed
Of your fleshy, bloody flower
Enjoy with me
The last moments of your life
'Cause you will now be acquainted
With my knife
You call it madness, I call it art
I left my signature on every body part
Our dark love and the journey of my knife
Will tragically end with the erasure of your life
It goes down, from the mouth
Through the neck to the ribs
To the little wet hill
Which is guarded by the lips
You're my curse
But you blessing my desire
You're my death, my abyss
But you're taking me higher
Prepare to die
The time has come to devourer
The burning seed
Of your fleshy, bloody flower
Last night I was dreaming
You were dying
