I love the dead before they're cold They're bluing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eye's upon me see....... Nothing I love the dead before they rise No farwells, No goodbyes I never even knew your now rotting face While friends and lovers morn your silly grave I have other uses for you, Darling I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead before they're cold They're bluing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eye's upon me see....... Nothing