Doll Embalmment from Misanthropic Rebirth by NotSoulMates

Sitting by her grave
A ghost comes to me
And tells me to take her
In an act of love
I agree to her plea
And take her home

In the dressing room
I take piano wire
And keep her bones together
I give her glass eyes
Shower her with jewellery
And give her new clothes

I still love you
I failed you once
I have another chance
To make you mine

As her skin rots away
I replace it with silk cloth soaked in wax and plaster
As her hair falls out
I find her a wig that I stole from my mother

I fill her with rags
To keep her form from decaying
Perfume and disinfectant keep away the stench of the rot

I still love you
I failed you once
I have another chance
To make you mine

• Metal
• hardcore
• sludge
• sludge metal
• Manchester