Love is a story without meaning; write an ending for me now Grave words so charming, so disarming - reach for me below Is this stiffness rigor mortis? You'll be with me soon Smell of formaldehyde and perfume: well, I feel the earth move
Come take me now, my love, among the cerements Come kiss my ice-blue lips, my cold dead flesh
Liaisons in the mortuary are away from prying eyes I am forever yours, my sweet: romance this rotten meat Is this stiffness rigor mortis? You'll be with me soon Smell of formaldehyde and perfume: well, I feel the earth move
Come take me now, my love, among the cerements Come kiss my ice-blue lips, my cold dead flesh My cold dead flesh My cold dead flesh My cold dead flesh
Come take me now, my love, among the cerements Come kiss my ice-blue lips, my cold dead flesh Come take me now, my love, among the cerements Come kiss my ice-blue lips, my cold dead flesh Yeah
I'm not dead, only waiting Oh, I'm not dead, only waiting Oh, I'm not dead, only waiting for you I'm not dead, only waiting Oh, I'm not dead, only waiting Oh, I'm not dead, only waiting for you For you I'm not dead Oh, I'm not dead I'm not dead I'm not dead I'm not dead, only waiting Oh, I'm not dead, only waiting Oh, I'm not dead, only waiting for you I'm not dead I'm not dead I'm not dead I'm not dead I'm not dead Burn, burn, burn sinister, burn sinister Burn, burn, burnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
