I carried my own coffin
To the place where I lay to rest
Wolves howled their death song
The last breath escaped my chest
By the light of the moon
Corpses rose from their grave
Dancing their erotic dance
Singing of the brave.
Every woman I had ever touched
Became a spider in my web
Whispering to me words of deceit
And false love filling my head
Ravens formed a semi circle
Behind the altar stone
A sacrifice to yours truly
Of flesh, blood, and bone.
I can imagine what is going on in this poem... It's sad and peaceful at the same time.