Dead Testo

a deep dark secret down at the bottom
but this bay can't keep it unforgotten
and a story that was told has now grown taller than we'd ever wish it to be
beyond belief...
i'll grab the boat if you go grab the anchor,
the tarp and twine and the weights that sank her
they weren't enough to look who showed up
a new light shed is shining through
illuminating you as we lay
side be side, dead and broken our lives aren't the same since the night yours went stolen
blood ran black beneath the moonlight. your lover's blood ran cold
cutting off the hands he used to hold