I love the dead before they're cold,

Their 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.