They Never Die - Malsain

A group of children playing outside

In my van I offered them a ride

To the woods where I played with them

I dig a hole to bury their rests

They never die

They came to me last night

They never die

Their empty eyes

A pretty girl wandering in the night

Alone, lost and visibly sad

I gave her affection, tasting her body

And kept her pretty head as a trophy

They never die

In my home I saw her silhouette

They never die

Laments from a headless neck

When the bell tolls midnight

They all come and hold me tight

Carrying my warm body

To the darkness of their realm

They never die

They hung me on a tree

They never die

But nor do I