Your Corpse Will Go On

No apologies to Celine

by Juan Pastor

EVERY night in my dreams
You kill me. You eat me.
That is how I know you go on.

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you eat flesh.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that your corpse does go on
Once more you open the door
And you munch on my brains
And dismember my children, yeah

Evil can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till our brains are blown out

Evil was when you bit me
One true time I hold to
As undead we'll always go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that your corpse does go on
Once more you open the door
And you munch on my brains
And dismember my children, yeah

There is some evil that will not go away

You're here, and it's all fear,
And I know your rotting corpse
Will stay forever this way
Your stench wafts and wanes
And your corpse will go on and on

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