In Words of Grimm

In words of Grimm, they have fattened them. This is infatuation.

In words of Grimm, they have fattened them. They will devour our souls.

Death, You are my flesh. You are so succulent and with every taste oh we find no regret.

Annihilate all of this, every piece until all that's left is absent of this life.

And all the punishments I need. If I breathe then you've failed me, my beautiful reprieve.

Down, upon the crimson rain. To Purge away this pain. No sands upon the grave, I'll devour your soul.

Your flesh feeds the lonely swain. To never leave again. Death is creeping near as it's shown upon your face.

Your words, read of a love letter. For taste, and touch, I can't believe we lust of.

Our time has come, my sweetest thing, now bring forth passions we've been dreaming of.

Though pain may play its part, play it's part, as I tear you apart.

No truer words could be, then you will never leave, never be without me.

Mother has left me, I'm free to possess thee. With every morsel of you I grow mending.

From all of this ill, from years cast dismal. Pleasure from pain, whips and chains, dominating you.

Pulse, slowing, is this the end? The climax begins as the hooks slither into this flesh.

Ohh it's everything I need. To dine on remains that only you can leave to me.

Ohh my love, how my longing ends with you. Until the day I feast again, no others love will do.

Down, upon the crimson rain. To Purge away this pain. No sands upon the grave, I'll devour your soul.

Your flesh feeds the lonely swain. To never leave again. Death is creeping near as it's shown upon your face.

Your words, read of a love letter. For taste, and touch, I can't believe we lust of.

Our time has come, my sweetest thing, now bring forth passions we've been dreaming of.

Though pain may play its part, play it's part, as I tear you apart.

No truer words could be, then you will never leave, never be without me.

Now that you're inside of me. I can taste the slaughter, I can feel the disease.

Of 1000 eyes scorning down upon me. Saying what a sickness but they'll never know the feeling of a perfect meal.

Lay lay lay lay down oh my lover of death. Is the pain pain pain pain all that you wanted me for?

My dear you could never come near to hard enough, long enough. Chop that shit off and fry it up. I'm the king of this pain, can't get enough. Finally I am not alone. Destroyed, I left them.

I gained everything, 44 pounds and a death dream

Finally I am not alone. Destroyed, I left them.

I gained everything, 44 pounds and a death dream