the blood wiped from my blade
the smell of rust clings to me
this is my master work
done in homage of you
no other's beauty is a match for yours
i remove their features
to create my own perfection
stitch this angel's skin
stroke the softest hair
the shiniest emerald eyes
preserved in formaldehyde
my everything as i clamp your lifeless hand
i swear my love is true
they say that this is madnass
that i am a godless ghoul
but would it not be madness
living this life without you
but this rotting facsimile
satisfies me no longer
if i can not have you
i will make you mine
no other's beauty is a match for yours
i remove their features to create my perfection
sewn of supple skin
laced with the utmost care
staples to a skull place this raven's hair
the cemetery lies bare
fresher parts lay in abundance
but for every stitch
i realize i will never replace what I've lost
Now i feel regret creeping upon me
i was a fool to think that i could replace you
tainted is this place
soiled by what i've done
the earth salted never to grow again
you were all that was mine
what kept me alive
now my insanity grows bred of this emptiness
but i will find love come hell or full slaughter.