Casketing

Those pretty eyes beg my forgiveness
You trick bitch
I'm better off with slit wrists
How many bastards did you convince
That you were in love with them
While you were fucking all his friends
You filthy piece of shit

I want you dead before my eyes

Her lips trip the guillotine
Collecting heads as trophies
Taking names and digging graves
Her lips trip the guillotine
Collecting heads as trophies
Taking names and digging graves

Beware the wraith
With an angels eyes
A great deception
Angels were meant for heaven

That doesn't mean
I would like to be the one
That doesn't mean
I would like to be the one to show you how fucking empty you are

Let's

See how much it means for you to have the last word
Will you struggle to speak
Even with
Your lips sewn

I am the horror
Of your dreams
Horror
And you will never wake up

My embrace
Won't let you go
Won't let you go
My embrace
Won't let you go
Won't let you go
To the grave it follows



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Writer(s): Lance Rollins
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