As We Lay Dying

can someone lend me their regret?
'cause mine is dirty and worn
i put blood upon blood and stone over stone
next to the old watering hole
i give you, my dear, some awkward caress
on your beauty carcass, on your pretty face
an untimely kiss while the angels of god
are watching over us
oh, i say
we will burn together in the deepest part of hell

i sit next to you on the hillside
i throw your black hair over my drooling mouth
i put my bow legs on your cool thighs
we will be a gin soaked sculpture
and even if god became man in judas
and all the murders were fair
although the night doesn't give up to day
and no fire will ever go out
aw, you would say
it's so blessed good to feel your flames inside once again

a crooked maternity in a twisted cathedral
of twisted flesh, of twisted souls
i don't give a shit about the holy spirit
I will love your body after all
like abel loved cain
like nadezhda loved iosef
like geli raubal, who died full of love
you will love me too
like abraham loved isaac
like nero loved his mom
like magda goebbels her beloved sons
i would keep loving you
oh, you said
it's so blessed good to feel your flames inside once again
oh, i say
we will burn together in the deepest part of hell