"Finally alone! - I want you so much!   The sweetest bride!"...      You're pale as the moon   mysterious as the night   your beauty's like a statue   you're cold as ice!      You're motionless in your grave   silent like Death   you're rigid in your limbs   you are so dead!      I love the dead before they're cold   Their bluing flesh for me to hold   Cadaver eyes upon me see - nothing!      I love the dead before then rise   no farewells - no goodbyes   I never even know your rotting face   while friends and lovers mourn your silly grave!      I love the dead! - I love the dead!      You're finished your existence   don't shout for your madness   don't tremble for your fear   bleed for the disease!      Now you're free to believe   don't ask me to remain   you're ready to realize   how I love the dead!      I love the dead before they're cold   Their bluing flesh for me to hold   Cadaver eyes upon me see - nothing!