I Love The Dead

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 so. I, I love the dead. ... I love the dead before they're cold, Their blueing flesh for me to hold. Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing.