alone in the morgue

as your system contracts. i'm waiting at the end with open mouth, my eagerness can't hold itself my nerves are jolting, i'm on my knees waiting for something to give, cauterized. the sweat is quenching every feeling in my mind, dark morgues my home. i'll prowl in the nightfall. they want me to succumb, isolated murder. no one can hear your screams. your agony is bliss, pure virgin held down. trust me. i'll give you everything. trust me, the hysterectomy is splattered on my face next stay ostectomy i'm going weak, i'll leave you gutted for authorities to find. nowhere to be found, my instincts are in vain.