Thursday, July 19, 2007

Viva La Dead

I know where you sleep
Down to 6 feet

Down in the ground you lay
This could be my lucky day!
Ever since the day you died
I’ve visited the place you once lied
Now you lie upon my couch
You’re as quiet as a mouse

I’m your Necrophiliac
I love your cold dead skin
I’m your Necrophiliac
Even if you’re missing a limb
I’m your Necrophiliac
I know where you sleep
Viva La Dead
6 feet deep

We never talk much
But you’ve never had anything to say
I love to watch your pale skin start to fray
You were supposed to be mine
But now I have you
I just had to wait some time
Until your sickness could carry through

I’m your Necrophiliac
I love your cold dead skin
I’m your Necrophiliac
Even if you’re missing a limb
I’m your Necrophiliac
I know where you sleep
Viva La Dead
6 feet deep

We could’ve gotten married
But I don’t think they would approve
I took you from where you were buried
You’re fun. But you don’t move
I know where you sleep.

1 comment:

mandy said...

i think this poem is really good and its so funny!! :)