Demons and ghouls
they are friends in need
wenches and weed
preserving sparks in vacant souls

Rejecting the prudence of coarse perspectives
the prospect of common hearts
standing proud at the tomb with a fiery gaze
waiting for the night to restart
I'm counting sins to kill time
awaiting the night of your demise
prepared to see the void in your eyes

I stare for hours
and I envy the stars in the skies
I'll be right here in the boneyard waiting
I'll feel so much better when everyone die

Gettin' the groove on in a gloomy backyard
the cemetery seems like the place to be
a cold stare from her flaming eyes
as the harlot of the dead spreads her fine thighs

I stare for hours
and I envy the stars in the skies
I'll be right here in the boneyard waiting
I'll feel so much better when everyone dies

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