Deviant - The Seer

Her skin is cold to his touch

Now they can be together

He embraces her body

He will look into her eyes forever

One last kiss — he shivers from the cold

Their lips joined — as decay takes hold

Six feet under

Feeling death’s embrace

He gazes longingly

At her lifeless face

The worms start crawling in

His bloodied hands grow weak

He draws his final breath

His pain has reached it’s peak

Nobody knows she’s missing

For the dead cannot scream

He sees life in her cold, dead face

He can hear her voice in his dreams

When he dug up her body

He removed the flesh from the bone

He’d keep her skin as a trophy

And wear her face to hide his own