Night falls, a shadow crawls over your crypt as you push your coffin lid aside fresh death hangs on your breath and your kisses taste like sweet formaldehyde
oh, my undead queen you walked outta my nightmares and through cemetery gates such a welcome fright won't you rise for me tonight my darling...
MAUSOLEUM GIRL MY MAUSOLEUM GIRL
Dead eyes, vacant and black as despair betray your many gloulish charms dead flesh, rotting away as we bleed together in each others arms
Your face looks so beautiful hanging off your skull like a worm infected china doll My sweet monstrosity won't you rise again for me my darling...