now the funeral grounds are at last AWASH    with the blackness of this frigid autumn night    I've lurked into the graveyard with pick and spade in tow    this night shall birth forth our reckoning    hell's jaws, now open wide       a stare to pierce six feet of soil    a love beyond this mortal coil       as though you'd never left my side,    I hold your stiffened body so close to me    for years I've lived in a dream    awake, I felt as dead as my cold and bloodless bride to me       I can barely suppress my elation!    MY BLOOD IS RACING AS I STRIKE THE LID    a quick pry of the casket reveals her body, paralyzed    so long I've waited for this moment,    to thrust my fingers deep inside!       now you will sing the song of the deceased    the ones whose souls will never rest in peace!       the throes of necromantic lust    possess my mind    cries of my precious frozen angel beckon from inside       I feel alive! for once I'm feeling so alive    my skin is crawling,    I'm completed on this resurrection night       from this night achieved a morbid truth    love's bounds post-mortally removed       (chorus)       in rapture my mind is lured by my own knife    to join this frrrragile being who sleeps below    the reflection of a razor reveals the moon, so perfectly    along my impatient veins its steel does graze    WITH THE KISS OF SUICIDE!       I feel no pain as I am entwined with my lovely bride    the silk lining now stained with my offering    I embrace the end of MY NOW WORTHLESS LIFE