| The sunlight fading as air cools from blistering day
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| Stars appear in the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses
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| The breeze wafts fragrance of passion and winter forgotten
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| Moving forward through rusted iron gates
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| Rediscovering distant lost memories
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| Minutes flying by as the scene darkens
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| Scurrying across dew soaked greenery
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| Unearthing freshly planted arrangements
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| Beads of sweat stream into my wildly rolling eyes, burning
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| Causing my vision to take on kaleidoscopic characteristics
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| The view is so inspiring as my target is now in blurred sight
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| Her name written so eloquently, I cannot bear the suspense
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| As I open the earth…
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| Tearing though the ground…
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| As I penetrate… the earth
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| My skin is soiled and raw… digging
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| Fingernails snap off from misuse
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| The blood flows early tonight…
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| Through The Earth
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| Six Feet Down
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| Fresh Young Corpse
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| I Grow Aroused
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| My shaking bloodied hand scrapes the finished wood
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| As I punch furiously on her box
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| I first see a crack, then it starts to widen
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| Smashing through the cheap coffin, I drag her body up…
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| Laying her across the dirt, her crucifix glimmers
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| Upon her silky breasts, cold and hard from the cruel earth
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| Laying myself on top of her, to try and warm the flesh
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| Feeling her tight ass, my hands probe between her legs
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| Forcing my fingers into her, I kiss her blue lips
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| Remembering how she felt when alive, now even better!!!
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| Her father, an evil man, he wanted to destroy her
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| Constantly fucking her, and warping her mind
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| My love for her the strongest she’d felt
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| Right under the love for her Jesus…
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| But now we see what-Jesus did for her
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| Her body is mine-He can have her soul
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| Such short time alive-Short to her was good
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| As distant voices start closing in, I hasten the procedure
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| Her body replaced into the ground, to be saved for later
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| Earth filled in hastily as I flee from the graveyard
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| But the fact that makes this all right, I didn’t kill her… |