Luxury Grave

Luxury fruits churn themselves into paste Walk by me faster make effort make haste Tell me your choices for your last meal In front of velvet thrones you better kneel Tell me where you buried each of your bones Please dear map out for me every unknown Tell me the secrets confined to your books Savor each second of every weird look Skin yourself quickly and don't make mistakes Deal with the blood loss you must stay awake I am quite honestly not here you you I am just telling you what's left to do Luxury juices can paint the town red Can't do much painting, you're better off dead Help me assist you to your quiet grave It don't be painful if you just behave