"Necromantic"

I hear your voice
I feel your touch
Distant, yet clear.

I listen to you in the shadows
I can touch you in the blur
Vague, yet so close to me.

Postmortal recollection of my darling...
Your cold embrace is comforting
Your stuff body pressed against mine,
Sense of loneliness has passed away...
Like you have, darling
Like I have...
Caught in the perished void of death and enamor,
I yearn to wake up...

In adoration, I'm infatuated with you,
In death, I haven't forgotten you.
We're two forsaken lovers
Burdened with the sense of our last rest.
I want to awake with you, dearest,
To share our immortal world once again...
I want to feel your warmth penetrate my frozen veins
I want to hear your voice freeze my pain,
Caught in this horrible blur of death and enamor...

These concealed memories... I clearly remember them now
Memories of our final breaths...
Memories of anticipated shadows...
Glass embedded in your struggling flesh
Ripped asunder by impending death...
It pained me to watch my beloved suffer
It tore me to gradually surrender,
Caught in this confounding void...

I perceive you
I hear you in this disorder
Caught in the undercurrant of adoration and insanity

Postmortal love for my darling...
Your stagnant embrace is soothing
Your cold lips pressed against mine
Sense of loneliness has passed away...
Caught in this perished void of death and enamor,
I yearned for an awakening...

In adoration, I'm infatuated with you,
In death I shant forget you
Two forsaken entities...
Burdened with the sense of final rest.
I can feel your warmth penetrate me,
I can feel your body penetrate mine,
Sharing our immortal sentiment once again...
Caught in this perished view of death and enamor,
I yearned to wake up...

Caught in postmortal memories of our death and enamor...
I don't ever want to wake up.

10/12/04