wake up raise now from your dusty dwell death becomes you oh so well always there when i need you unlike the living you will never complain never cause me any pain always do what i tell you to
each night you chanting with the wind you flirting with the moon oh sweet sin you want to me
screaming calling for me unmask their beauty at the old cemetery sad eyes pale lips once so red oh sweet return of the loving dead
my sleeping beauties leave your silent graves cold body gently i embrace always understand my needs i only did what best for us i guess your lives for my happiness always comfort when my heart bleeds
each night we chanting with the wind flirting with the moon oh sweet sin still want to me
screaming calling for me unmask their beauty at the old cemetery sad eyes pale lips once so red oh the sweet return of the loving dead