Rituals And Resurrections

If you sleep before I rise

I'll paint my name behind your eyes

And when you wake, you'll speak in moans

Of graveyards, soil and broken bones

If you scream, I'll hum instead

A lullaby to raise the dead

So close your eyes, be still, be brave

Now hold your breath and dig my grave

I tracked you down through burning leaves

Through broken masks and screams, all on Hallows eve

I kissed the dirt, you spoke my name

And now you open the curse that you just can't escape

I found your house, your porch light dead

The pumpkins watched me crawl where your footsteps led

I pressed my hand against the glass

And now I'll chip away until there's nothing left

This night won't end until the sun comes up or we're both undead

This story's told of how your grave is warm and babe, I'm oh-so-cold

I used to watch you from afar, your face a beacon in the dark

I'd trail behind you when you'd take a stroll around the local park

I'd watch the way you'd stop and stare at every little thing you'd see

Your eyes so kind, so full of wonder, how I wish they'd look at me

You can't imagine how my life turned upside down when you were gone

A tragic accident that took you from the world which you belong

And so I snuck into the morgue, your final resting place of peace

And took those peepers for myself, a little gift for me to keep

And every now and then, I'd put them in and see things through your eyes

Your friends, your house, your favorite flowers, and the bluest skies

And though you never looked at me, I know you meant to secretly

I see it all now through your eyes, the way that it was meant to be

But lately, I've been craving more, I just need you around

And so I tracked down where they buried you beneath the ground

An incantation stolen from the book of the Gloomnomicon

And just like that, from out your coffin came that scream-like song

This night won't end until the sun comes up or we're both undead

This story's told of how your grave is warm and babe, I'm oh-so-cold