I made her smile in the sepulcher
Within bones and decomposing meat
Jewels of madness lost in their own pointlessness
How she smiled a smiled that would force the angels to mourn
Underneath the ground with my muscles beating fearlessly

True love is murder to her
A forgotten dream mixed with a harsh darkness
That no one will ever see
The rankings of heaven will never amount to the fear
That wrecks both of our hearts
Jerking and convulsing
Handing hands in this dark fairy tale of dreams

Confusion and distorted feelings enrage
Clinging to the sepulcher inside of me
Dreaming and screeching of impossibilities