Land of lost, mysterious and plain. The place so arcane and so strained. Risen from the ashes of grace. . Slaves to the mortal crown. The lords of the cold and decadent ground. Decomposed
Glistening gralloch, a zoetrope of rot. Exenterated torsos coacervate and clot. Veristic works of art are developed and displayed. Decomposed and posed as I prepare another plate On my nefandous noctuary I
, one response'll hurt you. I know death, I was there when souls left. Froze holdin' my nose, over decomposed flesh. It's deeper, brown reefer, no beeper, low ceaser. Outta sight, the life make the
, one response'll hurt you. I know death, I was there when souls left. Froze holdin' my nose, over decomposed flesh. It's deeper, brown reefer, no beeper, low ceaser. Outta sight, the life make the
time for you to cum. Back to the grave. Our affair is through, I've no more use for you, you've paid your deathly dues. Back to the grave. We've shared death throes, but my love has decomposed, and
predictable life. . And so I pictured us like corpses, lying side by side in pieces in some. Dark and lonely blood under a bow. We looked so silly there all decomposed, half turned to dust in tattered
. It doesn't matter who walks in. You know, the joke is still the same. You'll just wake up. Like a disposable lover. Decomposed. I've been gone. I've been remembered. I've been alive. I've been
riverside and throw them over the sides To be swept up by a current and taken to the ocean. To be eaten by some fishes who were eaten by some fishes. And swallowed by a whale who grew so old. He decomposed
