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