The earthy smell of your freshly dug grave
Excites like an underground concert rave
Or so I wished
Thinking that your demise would be a bliss

Never had I a friend like you
Who in troubles helped me through
Others trampled on me like trash
For me you wanted what's best

However good things don't last long
Then return to hell where I belong
In solitary and pain I have thrived
Until you came along in my life

Now...