Undone
Two days of torture staying underground
copyright 1998
Sitting in the darkness waiting for the hounds
I hear them coming from miles away
I hurry to hide the stench of decay
I dig this hole to place you in
I see the scars upon your skin
I revel in orgasmic glee
As I remember your screams
In pain, for mercy
To be set free
In the end, you chose Death over me
Closer and closer they come
Now there are many, but soon there'll be none
I cover you quickly and leave no trace
Of what happened in this place
You wern't the first I've done this to
Though every one was special, even you
As I glance around this dismal room
Trying to peirce the awesome gloom
I think of all who've come before
Buried here beneath my floor
A thousand eyes no longer see
I look around this room and smile
They all have been here quite awhile
The rats and beetles have had there share
A finger here, an eyeball there
Oh but now I have to go
But of this, you'll never know
I'm almost sorry for what's become
To bad for you it can't be undone
