Make love to you your eyes are closed,
your body is rotting it's decomposed
Your hair straggled in a spider's web
you're dead
No remorse
screw the corpse
Your clothes are in a state of decay,
just like you they're thrown away
Your body's filled with lava flies,
why oh why did you have to die ?
I come and see you every night,
unlike my girl you don't put up a fight
I'm close to you, put flowers on your womb
'cos I was born in your womb