Dead Lover's Touch

Your thighs
So cold
I can see in spots you're growing mold
Your skin
the touch
My god it gives me such a rush.
Your smell
The taste
Like dirt and such sweet decay
Your blood congealed
I'll kiss these wounds that never heal
This sin
Is too much
The Ecstasy in a dead lover's touch

I'll Hold your hand
I'll Hold it close
Because I won't ever let you go
I'll Hold your hand
I'll Hold it close
Because I won't ever let you go
I'll Hold your hand
I'll Hold it close
Because I won't ever let you go
I won't
I won't
I won't
I won't
I won't
I won't let you go

Your eyes
Milky white
If you could see this
You'd wish to lose your sight
Maggots crawl
Through Blood and pus
The kind of Loving that'll make you lose your lunch
My reflection
In your stare
Makes me hard and strangely a little scared
Your Love
Is my crutch
I'll let you go when I think
I've had enough
This sin
Is too much
The Ecstasy in a dead lovers touch

I'll Hold your hand
I'll Hold you close
Because I won't ever let you go
I'll Hold your hand
I'll Hold you close
Because I wont ever let you go
I'll Hold your hand
I'll Hold you close
Because I won't ever let you go
I won't
I won't
I won't
I won't
I won't
I won't let you go