She lay in the air, abandoned from the neck down
Her flesh splintered across the disenchanted earth
And in the darkness of the hillside where her body hung cold,
The decaying night air cast a shadow across her lifeless body
The neck stretched until the vertebra in her back snapped shut
The scars across her skin still weeping as her blood fell back into the earth
But there will be no resurrection tonight
Death as we know is final and the fantasy would end here