Ten feet under you’ll bury me in your memories and in the ground.
Black clothes cover smiles of dark deceit and you’ll laugh without a sound.
Church bells start to ring as you tear away the lies and all our ties.
The mask melts away while the worms make me pay.
Don’t pray for forgiveness and don’t miss the loss of your innocence.
Shiver at the new touch and its fulfilling rush.
But it won’t feel the same and you’ll have me to blame.