Rhyme Of The Dead Self

Tonight I have taken all that I was
and strangled him that lily-white lad
I have choked him with these hands,
Choked him with these claws
Catching him as he lay a-dreaming in his bed
A-dreaming in his bed

He is dead pale youth and shall not rise
on the third day or any other day
sloughed like a snakeskin there he lies
and shall not trouble me again for aye
He is dead pale youth and shall not rise
on the third day or any other day
sloughed like a snakeskin there he lies
and shall not trouble me again for aye

Then chuckling I dragged out his foolish brains
that were full of pretty love-tales heigho the holly
and yes I emptied them holus bolus to the drains
those dreams of love oh what ruinous folly
What ruinous folly

He is dead pale youth and shall not rise
on the third day or any other day
sloughed like a snakeskin there he lies
and shall not trouble me again for aye

La la la la la la la

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