He always thought that he would marry her
That they were meant to be
Not suspecting he'd soon bury her
Then setting her soul free

His love was taken too quickly
Before their lives could begin
He never even knew she was sickly
His sanity soon wore quite thin

The one thing he had in his poor life
Was taken while he was so young
He never even got to make her his wife
The bee stings had left his heart stung

With time, he continued to lose it
And he knew it was time for the end
He grabbed his hand gun and he used it
So he could see his beloved again

And this tale is only just beginning
For you see, he had found a new place
And he couldn't stop laughing and grinning
He couldn't wipe the smile from his face

He had stumbled upon the secret land
Which was reserved for the best of the dead
But this place was not at all Heaven
I think he preferred this place instead

He looked at his love and he said
"I need you, you're all I think of
I can never get you out of my head.
Will you please marry me now, my love?"

She screamed out with such excitement
And of course her response here was yes
They planned their wedding as it was meant
And the ghosts helped her to make a dress

He finally got to make her his wife
Even if it was after his life...


He and his love
lived together,
Though they were dead
But they were happy,
Though stained red
From his dripping,
blown off head