Dead Dead Delilah stays close to home
Dusting off cobwebs and picking up bones
One day will find her not so alone
When children will join her by causes unknown

The dearly departed don't have much too say
A penny for your eyelid then they send you away
Then that's the end, pack the dirt and move on
But Dear Dead Delilah's chores are not done

When the dreams turn to screams
Make believe only seems
Like a lie to all good girls and boys
When there're ghosts in the air
Guard the children with care
Or you'll find dust collecting on toys
Dear Dead Delilah is gone
But she doesn't want to be left alone

Dead Dead Delilah does deadful things
A mother of murder who nurtures bloodstains
Save the young souls, such a merciful plan
Devine intervention with an axe in one hand

A vague apparition on a grave expedition
Lost and forgotten by all
Such a lovely cadaver
But no one would have her
Pale white as a porcelain doll

Dear Dead Delilah wants to belong
In the world of the living...dead for so long

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