Graveyard Tree III

The grass hasn't grown where they laid you to rest

I know it's a sign that you still want me back

Hear you in the night, whisper my name

But they fixed my head and I've since been set free

My old love you're dead to me

I desire flesh that bleeds

I've broken out of your dark hold

But I'm afraid you'll never let go

I close my eyes and see your smiling face

What once was an angel now fallen from grace

Death from above

Striking me down

I'm growing ill in depressive disgrace

Last time around at the old graveyard tree

Surfaced your corpse and you're smiling at me

Soaking your bones with gasoline

Its better for us now to both be at peace