Black Soil Nest (Massacre)

Black soil nest Where she remains Hamony cracked When she died You know what I’ve always enjoyed Was the smell of the dead – ya Remember her promise Together forever Not even death Will keep us apart Like a moth to a flame I’m drawn to her I hunger for her touch I long for her I never could understand that boy’s Obsession with dead things Black soil nest Black soil nest Like a moth to a flame I’m drawn to her I hunger for her touch I long for her The time has come To be reunited Down in this grave Her caress is cold Like a moth to a flame I’m drawn to her I hunger for her touch I long for her Black soil nest Black soil nest Black soil nest Black soil nest