Текст: Samael. Rebellion. 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
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