Who's the real monster? Is it what I create, Or have I made an abomination of myself? Looking to graveyards For my salvation Bodies to mend my bride Stitched together From fresh carcasses Breathing life into her form A ragdoll of deceased Lightning through every inch Anticipating the undead Rigor mortis undone As I animate her flesh My human chimera screams The pain of rebirth Misery from the first breath she took Presenting the newly awoken Her ring to wear with pride A love I have longed for The night I rejoin my bride Adorn in gowns White as her complexion Looking upon perfection Crafted so meticulously Monsters make monstersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
