They take pleasure in seizing life.
Taking the blood from the innocent as they cry.
They rape the body and let it die.
The carcass now so pale and filthy like a beautiful nightmare.
Hanging from a tree by the neck having no one to love, they saved.
Beautiful dead skin, wonderful dead eyes, amazing death.
As pale as the moon when it is full.
So cold it warms my heart.
The same heart that has been devoted to you.
The blood from the dead body has been shed.
Touched the soil and it harvested death
