Grave Situation, Pt. 2 Songtext

von The Burning Hell

See my skin peel away right off of my head
Look at my cheeks all pulpy and red
They're the same cheeks you kissed when I was a kid
So long, so long ago.

See my little shriveled hands like the claws of a bird
I know it sounds crazy, I know it seems absurd
But they're the same hands that touched you and drove you insane

So long, so long ago.
These bones: take them in your arms
This skin: touch it one more time.

I may be dead, but you're still mine.

See my curled up lips pucker up for a kiss
See my brittle little hips, see my bony fingertips

These same fingers were crossed when I said ‘til death do us part'
So long, so long ago.
And look at my hair – it's out of control, it keeps growing and growing and oh my soul
Is trapped in this box and I can't do nothing, I'm down in this hole

My eyes may be gone but I can still hear every word you whisper in some other ear
But soon you'll be down here and we'll be together again.
These bones: take them in your arms
This skin: touch it one more time.
I may be dead, but you're still mine.