Your Grave,

Cold and decripit I sit on your grave,
Leaning against your tombstone,
I wait for midnight to come.
Waiting for you to save me from the dark,
I had caused to come and kill.
Because i'm grave mental.

I'll spend everynight here with you,
Because i'm grave mental,
Because i can picture your cold,
Body starting to shift and.
Become what it used to be.
And you'll take me by the hand and lead me towards ,

The light that will protect me for the rest of the night And You will say it over and over and over again,
I love you, I will never leave you...
Again as i lay here unmoving on your grave.
Looking into your eyes me on my back,
You on your side the light follows you.

I would die to kiss you once more again.
And i lay in my silken casket
As the lid i closed tight,
And lowered into the ground yards from you we are, Together again rotting,
Together i kiss your lips.
And i feel alive once again,
Because i'm grave mental for you.