grave Ghost 74 I would invite him to have a picnic on mine; he would perhaps leave a flower. 000114 ... sinad I am stretched on your grave, and will lie here forever. ... Your maidenhead still is your pillar of light. 000122 ... black hunter As I sleep all alone in the casket I dream of what life was And realize I'd just about had it With bustin caps into thugs I knew I had it coming I'm glad it finally did I was sick of all the hustling And now I rest dead I hear a strange sound Like someone screams my name Should I check it out Or am i just insane I sit up and pull maggots off my face I take a look around me To figure out why I'm in this place And just what could that sound be I'm sitting in a crypt Surrounded by closed caskets All I feel is gypped I should be done with these faggots Then I see the kid Who was fuckin with my grave Looking really morbid In an ugly cloak of jade This bastard should have let me be You just don't fuck with this shit But soon I'll make him see That he's just a fucking misfit I approach him like a hunter He's so surprised he looks dead He won't even duck under I swing to sever his head Now that I'm out living again I feel like a brand new cat I take a deep breath in the wind It feels really good at my back I don't even know how many months Its been since I've used my lung But I feel like lighting up a blunt And smokin till I can't feel my tongue 060802 what's it to you? who go blather from