I love the dead before they're cold
They're blueing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see... nothing
I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never even knew your now-rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I have other uses for you, darling
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
Yes I do
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love... the dead