This is the end of your life,
the end of your long lost cause and your life long strife.
The sun shines upon your grave and your withered corpse,
let me hold your rotting head high and mourn.
Let me adorn your grave with a beautiful lotus flower,
bring a bit of beauty to your single cemetary scour.
Her grave lies just ahead no longer vacant,
and the epitaph is still printed sacred.
In your casket filled with worms and maggots,
your soul appears so droop and faded.
You made the the decision to leave it all behind,
but you wanted to keep it with me to stay confined.
I should have killed you fast but you wanted more,
so I took you outback to the abattoir.
A little section of Requiem's "I finally got laid" posts.
Originally Posted by Requiem
Wore her out before I could finish(which im grateful for)
; My brutal death metal band from West Michigan.