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SIX FEET UNDER
Her book of shadows drowning in my spells
Scriptures woven with her own sense of Hell
Inked in mordant tears of fallen ravens
Awash in the flames of burning Heaven
and that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
She has a black hole beneath the remains
Adorned with poisoned thorns among the graves
The memories we made together
Lay on the altar bleeding and severed
and that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
forEveR was NeVeR ENOUGH
or maybe it was too much
She licks the wormwood away from her lips
And with it goes the last taste of our kiss
I wish I could live on as phantom pain
Bury me down underneath the insane
and that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
with a bit of clarity
i know she loves me
where all jealous angels weep
that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
Scriptures woven with her own sense of Hell
Inked in mordant tears of fallen ravens
Awash in the flames of burning Heaven
and that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
She has a black hole beneath the remains
Adorned with poisoned thorns among the graves
The memories we made together
Lay on the altar bleeding and severed
and that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
forEveR was NeVeR ENOUGH
or maybe it was too much
She licks the wormwood away from her lips
And with it goes the last taste of our kiss
I wish I could live on as phantom pain
Bury me down underneath the insane
and that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
with a bit of clarity
i know she loves me
where all jealous angels weep
that’s where she keeps me
Six feet under where she holds my soul
Dig down deep to find a haunted wight
Six feet under where no one will know
Where the devil weeps for me tonight
Published 27th Apr 2020
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© 2020 Frank Green
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27th Apr 2020 2:34am
27th Apr 2020 8:10pm
27th Apr 2020 8:12pm
well you know the spirits held my rapt attention for a period of time I was very much unavailable to the mortal world any you lay now will not get by me I look forward to reading more ❤
