Necrophiliac's Dream

We are the hunted...They the hunted.
Streaming tears fall from this empty face.
I never thought I would be,
part of your sick fantasy.
What are your thoughts what are your dreams,
that slide through your empty mind?
Scary visions and broken lies,
fly through your eyes.
Lying dead and scared alone.
The lightning flashes and your gone,
My body lay cold like stone.
Hear my words save my breath,
I was part of a Necrophiliac's Dream.