We have loved and been loved  and we have been scorned and hurt by love;  love as an entity can be a black and hideous thing-  ...it masticates then swollows and in the end  we are it's moist stools...    I found your parents  (now the black fruit which nourishes the lice of the earth)  and asked them for your hand in marriage  but their foul remains refused me  so I disturbed them...    Lord Maggot Under Earth  Your Lover Impaled Live  Love Bleeding Colon's Blood  Moon Above Beneath Night  LORD MAGGOT UNDER EARTH  YOUR LOVER IMPALED LIVE  LOVE BLEEDING COLON'S BLOOD  MOON ABOVE BENEATH NIGHT    I stand before you adorned in web  human only in form, the Lord of Maggot...  remember my proposal of matrimony  as the stake break through the walls of your intestine  to meet your lungs, my love...    the gravy of your ruined bowels continue to run  the more you spill, the more I love  the gravy of your ruined bowels continue to run  the more you spill, the more I love  The Gravy Of Your Ruined Bowels Continue To Run  The More You Spill, The More I Love  THE GRAVY OF YOUR RUINED BOWELS  CONTINUE TO RUN  THE MORE YOU SPILL, THE MORE I LOVE