"Finally alone! - I want you so much!

The sweetest bride!"...



You're pale as the moon

mysterious as the night

your beauty's like a statue

you're cold as ice!



You're motionless in your grave

silent like Death

you're rigid in your limbs

you are so dead!



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 then rise

no farewells - no goodbyes

I never even know your rotting face

while friends and lovers mourn your silly grave!



I love the dead! - I love the dead!



You're finished your existence

don't shout for your madness

don't tremble for your fear

bleed for the disease!



Now you're free to believe

don't ask me to remain

you're ready to realize

how 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!