• Written By: Jeffrey D. Kirby


    Love Forever After


    The Beauty of the Dead
    The Talent of the Few
    The Poor were Dying Fast
    And the Rich were Dying Few

    Her Cold Lips of Beauty
    From the Extremely Few
    Pressed on Mine so Dearly
    Cold, Calm Ensues
    Her Life had gone
    Her Pleasure was what She Kept
    She Sang so Softly
    While Her Family Wept

    Her Undying Beauty
    I was keeping for Sure
    She Would Never Leave Me
    Forever and Forever More

    Her Cold Lips of Beauty
    From the Extremely Few
    Pressed on Mine so Dearly
    Cold, Calm Ensues
    Her Life had gone
    Her Pleasure was what She Kept
    She Sang so Softly
    While Her Family Wept

    I Loved Her with Everything
    I Loved Her in Every Way
    She was perfect for me
    Even when She Never Breathed

    I Felt Her Cold Touch
    To the Death My Love Would Endure
    When They Tried to Burry
    I Resorted to the Sword

    I was Feeling Her
    From the Inside, so Pure
    Clawing, Biting, Scratching
    The Dead Bit back; I was sure

    Her Cold Lips of Beauty
    From the Extremely Few
    Pressed on Mine so Dearly
    Cold, Calm Ensues
    Her Life had gone
    Her Pleasure was what She Kept
    She Sang so Softly
    While Her Family Wept

    Her Spirit was suddenly with me
    She hadn’t forgiven me yet
    She Took A Knife and Moved Towards Me
    Then she plunged it Into My Chest

    Stabbing Me Over and Over
    The Violence was Her Revenge
    She took my Life from me
    Due to me, she never Left

    Taking my Spirit from me
    She told me She Loved me Still
    From the Love I had
    To the Ground which Stole my Soul

    Falling and Falling Forever
    Never this Site had I Seen
    In to the Pit of Fire
    I begged one would hear my Pleas

    I Screamed in Pain and Terror
    I cried as I Feared my Deeds
    I begged for her to forgive me
    I begged that soon one would see

    Believing it was too late
    Believing my Life was Gone
    I continued to beg incessantly
    I begged for Her Loving Touch

    After A While I Flew
    Up from the Pit of Flame
    God Saved my Soul I Knew

    Merciful Though He was
    I went back to my Love
    Continued my Evil Works
    I Continued to Take my Love

    Her Cold Lips of Beauty
    From the Extremely Few
    Pressed on Mine so Dearly
    Cold, Calm Ensues
    Her Life had gone
    Her Pleasure was what She Kept
    She Sang so Softly
    While Her Family Wept

    (I Love You, My Dear, I Love You)
    (You’re Evil, Deceiving, and Cruel)
    (Your Darkness is Never Ending)
    (Your Love, However, is Pure)
    (You loved me when nobody loved me)
    (You loved me when nobody cared)
    (Without you I’d have no Life Anyway)
    (So With my Life Do What You Will)

    (His Cold Lips of Beauty)
    (From the Extremely Few)
    (Pressed on Mine so Dearly)
    (Cold, Calm Ensues)
    (His Life had gone)
    (His Pleasure was what He Kept)
    (He Sang so Strongly)
    (While His Family Wept)

    Her Cold Lips of Beauty
    From the Extremely Few
    Pressed on Mine so Dearly
    Cold, Calm Ensues
    Her Life had gone
    Her Pleasure was what She Kept
    She Sang so Softly
    While Her Family Wept