Massacre Black Soil Nest
Black soil nest
Where she remains
Hamony cracked
When she died
You know what I’ve always enjoyed
Was the smell of the dead – ya
Remember her promise
Together forever
Not even death
Will keep us apart
Like a moth to a flame
I’m drawn to her
I hunger for her touch
I long for her
I never could understand that boy’s
Obsession with dead things
Black soil nest
Black soil nest
Like a moth to a flame
I’m drawn to her
I hunger for her touch
I long for her
The time has come
To be reunited
Down in this grave
Her caress is cold
Like a moth to a flame
I’m drawn to her
I hunger for her touch
I long for her
Black soil nest
Black soil nest
Black soil nest
Black soil nest
