Your name is stuck to my tongue
Oh its a twisted curse
The life that we once shared
Will never return
Dresses up in all white
Such a beautiful lie
We never thought
This would be our goodbye
Murderous lies
Stained up in blood red
But she'll be beautiful
When she drops fucking dead
A lifeless smile
Stitched from the dead
Rotting behind a grin
Words left unsaid
Cur her hands
Cursed to die alone
Cold to the touch
Just skin and bones
Six feet isn't deep enough
To bury your decease
Six feet isn't deep enough
To bury your decease
She reaches from beyond the grave
To make good men her wicked slaves
She'll take your blood
She'll take your head
She'll follow you until your dead
She reaches from beyond the grave
To make good men her wicked slaves
She'll take your blood
She'll take your head
She'll follow you until your FUCKING DEADDDDD
Cut her hands
Unmarked headstone
Six feet isn't deep enough
For her cries to be left unknown
SIX FEET ISN'T DEEP ENOUGH
TO BURY YOUR
DECEASE
Cut her hands
Cursed to die alone
Cold to the touch
Just skin and bones