O` how I long... to be a corpse
to lie eternal beneath a blanket of warm earth.
To achieve the sleep, at long last, eluding me as a mortal.
O' how I lust for death!
Ever romanticized by scythe an d human bone.
I know you in truth (and covet you so)

O' to obtain my tranquility, through violent death!
Though I've yet to earn this right...
Perhaps soon you shall be mine.

I draw ever closer to my goal, my own (delicious)
blood pours out of me.

O' how I lust for thee!
Soon my love...
I shall lie with you...

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