Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 8/10 [3 votes]Album: Hospital Bomber - EP / Original Release Date: 2010-08-03Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 1 min 38 sec
I climbed over the tracks
I climbed over the fence to our cemetary
This is our cemetary
High on PCP knuckle deep in that little is left of me
Tears stream down my face and I whimper on your grave straddling your grave
The chill penetrates but stimulates and fills me
A train rolls passed and shakes the corpses in their caskets drowning out my coarse
and hungry howl cum while I cut myself and then I fall to sleep visions of your sunken eyes
and purple lips between my swollen thigs eating at the better part of me.