THE BLACK DAHLIA MURDER LYRICS - MCD: "A Cold-Blooded Epitaph" (2002)

MCD: "A Cold-Blooded Epitaph" (2002)
1. The Blackest Incarnation
2. Closed Casket Requiem
3. Burning The Hive

1. The Blackest Incarnation

I awaken deep in the grasp of frozen pines.
Not a shred of clothing yet I feel no cold.
The woods envelope my soul perception multiplies.
My senses heighten to extremes.
My heart beat ever increasing.
The only sound aside from the wailing of the wind through the trees.

I know no fear.
The boundaries of mortal human flesh have abandoned me, as I am renewed.
I have dreamt of such a mutation for countless winter nights.
My essence became that of a beast.
I gracefully cut through the forest shedding my former husk.
Unfettered by the hindrances of past.

My purpose manifests.
I am void of delusion.
I am born into this wolfen form in seek of human flesh.

Lead by vampiric hunger.
I will to feast upon the bones of the meek, the marrow of my enemies.

Lusting to be bathed in the blood of a child.
To quench my maw with shreds of virgin flesh.
To tear apart he who I once was.
To rid the world of his feeble lies.

For days I travel north, leaving a trail of hollowed bodies in my frigid wake.
Finding my way back home to stalk amongst the feeble mortals in the clothing of a sheep.
Envenomed, I am the blackest incarnation. The end of their disease.
On my arrival, vengeance swings a heavy hand. Crushing the will of God.

For countless winter nights I have dreamt of such a day.
I'd watch the humans crawl 'neath a swirling din of pain.

The plight of all creation - the fall.
The fall of their existence - extinction.
The will of humanity forsaken by my hand.
'O weep the angels shall - destroyed.
As claws remove their wings.
Jaws sodden in the purest blood - in the purest fucking blood I bathe.
This blackened hand shall reap - shall reap.
Insurmountable - undying.
Cleaving the sickly hearts of mortals true.

Earth falls as heaven shall - crumbling.
As God has taken knee.
And felt his creation's pain - the human's fucking pain.

Our lord has birthed the perfect evil unto this fragile earth.
The sands of time now weigh against you, pounding your weathered backs.
Impending dread is cast upon you, to swallow whole your faith.

The boundaries of your mortality are the only remorse you'll be shown.
I arrive unwritten to blacken the work of your lord.
Your God, so feeble, allowed for this end to be born.
Your God, so feeble, crushed beneath my wrath.

To die, trampled neath our wrath.
To fall, as heaven shall.

My purpose manifests.
I am void of delusion.
I am born into this wolfen form.
In seek of human flesh.

2. Closed Casket Requiem

Dear diary,

Tonight will be our last.
My hands are itching for razors.
My angel, this knife shall carve thee wings.

Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your blood.
The hour approaches, when I shall lay a nest inside of you.

Sliced open I lay waste to my desires.
Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile.

And in my dreams I hold your head beneath the waves.
After you've died I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck
You enter me in death's perpetual embrace.
My skin tightens in the throes of lust.

And in my dreams I cut your mouth from ear to ear.
Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room.
How splendidly I carve into your tender heart.
I'm shuddering between the sheets.

For weeks I've watched you.
Perched 'bove your sleeping form.
As I caress your perfection.
My angel, I'll tear your insides out.

My mind is flooding with the marrow of your bones.
I cannot subside 'til I have suckled every inch of you.

Your features, now glazed in your own blood.
My fingers find home amongst your guts.

And in my dreams I hold your head beneath the waves.
After you've died I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck.
You enter me in death's perpetual embrace
My skin tightens in the throes of lust.

And in my dreams I cut your mouth from ear to ear
Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room.
How splendidly I carve into your tender heart.
I'm shuddering between the sheets.

Whisper your name as you awaken.
Your throat gasps your skin recoils.
We shall be intertwined entangled in our love
Murder beckons as time stops for your voice

"I'll love you forever."
And forever it shall be.
The knives begin singing.
Weeping for your flesh.

The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of my mind.
The rampant state of elation heightened by the paleness of your cries.
With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations.
With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting. The knives are crooning.

For this perfect end.

For weeks I've watched you perched 'bove your sleeping form.
As I caress your perfection.
My angel, I'll tear your insides out.

My mind is flooding with the marrow of your bones.
I cannot subside, 'til I have suckled every inch of you.

I feel the fibers stretch and tear.
Unbridled climax is achieved.
I have waited so long for this moment.
The euphoric act of suicide.

3. Burning The Hive

I'll tell you in one sentence.
The truth should not have broken you.
You know I'd never turn away,
Not in your darkest hour.

I won't reiterate the immense failure on your part.
To let it die this way displays the weakness of your bonds.

Numb I crawl, losing you. Over something so frivolous, so petty.
But this pettiness is all you know.
You wear a chip on your shoulder like a badge of fucking pride.

A broken heart? You broke your fucking own.
I remain. I never would have left your side.

And now my name will be another excuse for you to grovel in the ill-will called your life.

I'll miss the friendship that we once shared.
As you ignite all that which made us strong.

The fires of envy blaze undying as this devotion is destroyed.
I watch our dreams reduce to ash throat stifled by the fumes.
The stench of brittle feelings burning wets my tender eyes with tear.
Our memories are the funeral pyre and your words are gasoline.

Our friendship meets a blackened fate; an ashen epitaph.
These caustic embers yet remain soon to be blown away.

You will choke on my name. You'll choke on pictures of my face.
You will choke on my name. You'll choke on what you threw away.

I was a fool to ask so fucking little from you.
I should have recognized the frailty of your will.
I know that you can hear me. I hope that this is killing you.
I hope you sweat at night dreaming of my face.

"Do whatever makes you happy, no holds barred." shall remain etched into my mind.

When my eyes are finally graced with your crooked smile.
And my insides are licked by those familiar flames.
Flickering within my gut. Deep in my battered chest.
Burning a hole through my entrails. I won't fall.
I won't succumb to the pettiness which you breed.
I won't acknowledge the woe in which you live.
I won't forget the times we have spent.
I have pictures proving everything.
You will be fucking missed.