removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill   I preserve them in formaldehyde   to gaze upon at will   how their greenish flecks befill me   that starlit winters night   how I lost all that I ever was   while locked within their sight   before you sits a broken man   your fragile pinkish heart in hand   peculiar how it can hurt so bad   while love is only in the mind   I sew the gaping chestwork   each thread is made with love   the bosom where I would rest my face   is covered in your blood   no   this is not the end   you'll live on eternally   oh   lord its not the end   my secret you'll forever be   I interrupt this transformation   a familiar lust swelling in me   a long and soulful kiss   the shades are drawn the living world cant see   the coil of entrails   how curious the smell   so pungent to my eager nostrils   hands further compelled   no   no its not the end   forever you'll be in my arms   I could never let you go   my darling cold and blue   I wonder are you dreaming still   spread eagle blood removed   I weave the sucking trocar   beneath your bruising skin   tonight I'll lay beside you darling in necromantic sin   pinned to the bed sheets like a prized butterfly   you're mine   I hear your voice so precious echoing deeply inside   I did my best to love you   while you did live and breathe   this tender taxidermy   trophy of the bereaved