I kissed you and you shyly showed your teeth
I loved you in such necrofilic bless
I took you with me from the grounds beneath
and picked for you a black "so white" a dress
no pain denied the love I shared with you
with such poetic force comth from the skies
with blood stain solemnly these hands so true
with blood stain all in me if these are lies
a golden shovel is my gift to thee
and reeks of memories washed under the tide
oh how that moment lurked beneath the sea
made love to you... oh what a rush, oh what a ride