Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Hell Is Where She Waits for Me, artist - The Black Dahlia Murder. Album song Everblack, in the genre
Date of issue: 10.06.2013
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
In Hell Is Where She Waits for Me |
I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces |
for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak |
under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling mockery |
an erection juts begrudgingly from twixt my silken sunday pleats |
the coffin is sealed face to go unrevealed |
but I dare know what lies underneath |
two bloodless halves of a dark flower dead |
whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds |
how pathetically I broke her like a doll of porcelain |
I found her primed for a raping that could never be |
in wanton fallacy the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me |
her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty fast |
«A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won’t come |
true.» |
than call me the nightfall the colder than death a winter unending that’s |
stolen her breath |
dead and famous at last she’s made it |
her mangled face |
haunting shameless |
the death of peace |
endarkened times |
crowned an immortal yet stricken of life |
the headlines read «Young Starlet --- Dead!» |
drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit |
sodomized |
defeminized |
silent the victor |
vengeance is mine |
in hell is where she waits for me |
seductress burns in sin |
the succubus deceased |
the funeral has ceased you can all rest at ease |
my desire be not to kill again |
I’ll now disappear leaving legend to fear |
so lock every door tight from now until eternity |
dead and famous at last she’s made it |
her mangled face |
smiling shameless |
the death of peace |
endarkened times |
crowned an immortal yet stricken of life |
the headlines read «Young Starlet --- Dead!» |
drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit |
sodomized |
defeminized |
I am the victor |
vengeance is mine |
I watched the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces |
for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak |
I the misogynist |
her crooked smile my seal of hatred |
incarnate of the beast |
the god of which they speak |