We have loved and been loved and we have been scorned and hurt by love; love as an entity can be a black and hideous thing- ...it masticates then swollows and in the end we are it's moist stools... I found your parents (now the black fruit which nourishes the lice of the earth) and asked them for your hand in marriage but their foul remains refused me so I disturbed them... Lord Maggot Under Earth Your Lover Impaled Live Love Bleeding Colon's Blood Moon Above Beneath Night LORD MAGGOT UNDER EARTH YOUR LOVER IMPALED LIVE LOVE BLEEDING COLON'S BLOOD MOON ABOVE BENEATH NIGHT I stand before you adorned in web human only in form, the Lord of Maggot... remember my proposal of matrimony as the stake break through the walls of your intestine to meet your lungs, my love... the gravy of your ruined bowels continue to run the more you spill, the more I love the gravy of your ruined bowels continue to run the more you spill, the more I love The Gravy Of Your Ruined Bowels Continue To Run The More You Spill, The More I Love THE GRAVY OF YOUR RUINED BOWELS CONTINUE TO RUN THE MORE YOU SPILL, THE MORE I LOVE