I love the dead before they're cold The 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 now rotting face While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave I have other uses for you, darling Dead-de-de-de-de-dead Dead-de-de-de-dead I love the dead, I love the dead, I love the dead so Dead-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de 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 I love the dead I love the dead I love the dead I love the dead I love the dead Before they're cold They're bluing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eyes upon me see Nothing