i have nothing else to give

throw me under

i beg of you

thrash me

hold me blindly

a perfect consort

ill rip out my ribs

tell me how you want it

is this how i live?

defile me

your fingernails

desperately digging up

my old grave

tell me once more

how i dont live

my breathless cold

will assure you my dear

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A very powerful and demanding oem. I know where you can get a good Epitath for a freshly dug grave.
Here lies...