Last night I was dreaming
You were dying and I was screaming

The darkness serves my pleasure
Through the night
I'm haunting you for what you got
Don't think I do it out of spite

Now I'm here, just for you
And you are waiting for the shroud
I'm obsessed with the thought
That your lovely blood comes out

It goes down, from the mouth
Through the neck to the ribs
To the little wet hill
Which is guarded by the lips

You're my curse
But you blessing my desire
You're my death, my abyss
But you're taking me higher

Prepare to die
The time has come to devourer
The burning seed
Of your fleshy, bloody flower

Enjoy with me
The last moments of your life
'Cause you will now be acquainted
With my knife

You call it madness, I call it art
I left my signature on every body part
Our dark love and the journey of my knife
Will tragically end with the erasure of your life

It goes down, from the mouth
Through the neck to the ribs
To the little wet hill
Which is guarded by the lips

You're my curse
But you blessing my desire
You're my death, my abyss
But you're taking me higher

Prepare to die
The time has come to devourer
The burning seed
Of your fleshy, bloody flower

Last night I was dreaming
You were dying