She's Dead Testo

Testo She's Dead

Remains...
Dried Petals,
Floating,
Dancing,
Collapsing...

"pleure le marbre que l'on éventre."

The last traces of Her Macabre scent.
Sleeping on my Coffin of Tears.
Candles light Her skinny corpse.

Closer, closer...

Death takes me.