Deep beneath the twelve foot sea
A mistress sleeps so tranquilly
A rusting ring sowed to her soul
On her body 'sbullet holes
Now hes waiting for her ghost
A gun to his head is lucifer hoax
A cigarette is burning bright
He's waiting for the suns first light
Where she lies she cannot see
She lays so still so patiently
Why shes dead her heart will know
The wind blows in the winter's snow
Now hes waiting for his demise
His wifes at home with tears in her eyes
She doesnt know what he has done
And now hes here just with his gun
Amber Jaden
