A haunting melody
of razorblade to skin
The ghastly sight
of a newly opened wound
A sweet rush of diziness
A symphony of screams

A flood of horrifying visions
A heavy bout of shivers
A heartbeat set ablaze
The lacerations are deepening
The blood is running cooler
The edges are growing darker

A haunting melody
of a shovel in the dirt
The ghastly sight
of an open trench-grave
A sweet rush of a funeral dirge
A symphony of tears

and they're all falling for me