I love the dead before they're cold
Their bluing 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 rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I have other uses for you, darling

I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love
The dead, the dead, the dead, the dead, the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead before they're cold
Their bluing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see
Nothing