Cold As A Coffin Cold as a coffin, darker than Hell Like a haunting phantom your love did dwell On my mind and in my room Without your love it was cold as a tomb And having no one to whom I could speak My heart slowly began to leak It started that day in mid-July It did not stop until it all had run dry Without my heart with which to care I slowly began to lose my hair Among other things my hair did fall But my love for you had hit the wall       Without my hair to spike and cut Off came next my legs and my butt Without my legs with which to travel I feared my mind would soon unravel       And so it did but quite slowly so Each drop of sanity reluctant to go The next thing to go were my eyes and my ears Must've been fed up with producing tears       My arms fell off and my life did end All of this thanks to you my friend This all may be gone, but one thing's still true I still have what's important, my memories of you © Copyright The Limit Club 2007