I think you wanna come with me
I think you'd miss me if I stray
You said you wanted to kiss me
You wanted to see my lingerie

I said, "I'm not into kissing"
Said, "I'll be a nightmare if you stay"
But I'll get to that later
Miami's just a few hours away

I'm here to deliver you
Calling my name outside by the swimming pool
I'm your muse, your Messiah
And I'll carry you up the hill

But if you lose, you're a liar
And if you think that anyone's loving you
After that, baby, they never will
I'm sorry, it wasn't a part of the deal

I've been dreaming of little red rabbits
Drowned out in an oil spill
They're still runnin' faster
Than I ever will

They said I've got good form
But you can't outrun what you can't kill
And though I'd like to end my life
Somebody's gotta pay the bills

I'm here to deliver you
Fuckin' on your husband outside in your swimming pool
I'm your muse, your Messiah
And I'll carry you up the hill

If you lose, you're a liar
And if you think that anyone's loving you
After that, baby, they never will
I'm sorry, it wasn't a part of the deal

If you could see the things I see
You wouldn't be so scared of me

red rabbits

Lyrics:

The moonlight's reflected by the sea;
you hold my hand.
Traces of what I've craved
slowly fading, my heart feels at peace.

Death, come now. Embrace me with your arms
and I'll sense the warmth
while submerging under
the depths of these hot boiling waters.

This world's infested with wicked beings
and I can't help but think that I'm their father.
Fooling around, feasting on the things
that would make me feel my heart...

Kiss me hard; don't let me even talk.
And let's laugh
for what we cannot be
while we dream of what we could have reached.

Tell me how is life worth all these tears
we shed for love.
They won't come anymore;
another shade and another reason.

'Cause I'll love you forever even if
my soul's burned away. It doesn't matter.
But I'm way happier in this dark place,
in this inmense sea: depths of Sheol.

Falling into this pit of madness;
disappointed for how it's turning.
Wallowing in brimstone beds;
slowly settling for what's left.

These pure souls still hold onto ashes,
as if they knew which deeds are after.
Blood is spilling, realm unveiling.
Depths of Sheol.

Death, come now...
Embrace me with your arms.

Depths Of Sheol (Demo I)

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