Classical Kill

Your name is my curse in every word,

Your heart is my dinner,

Hot to serve,

Your blood is my wine,

Intoxicating....

Demeaning...

A perfect litergy to a dying song....

Classical tunes pour from my knife,

The demons rejoice from my call to strife,

Musical perfection is my craft and I

Slit your throat with a tear from my eye

While the blood grows cold in my stomach,

a coffin perfect for you to sleep,

Lies, lies, lies, lies,

the rythem stomps with the drums,

I play along and chase through the fog,

to catch your shirt as you tag along.

Reviews

[funeralmoon]

wow.... classical style, classical kill, classy.. :))

Stay Classy..

[caliban]

ha, good stuff.