Made out of bodyparts from the graveyard Some had turned green, some are black, some are white She has the face of a nobel-price girl She has the brain of a miss world
Stitched up with love by her husband to be Reanimated for all men to see It seems she’s a monster amidst human-kind I think she’s a beauty just for my eyes
She’s my monster-bride Monster-bride And she’s quite a sight Monster-bride She’s my bride of fright Monster-bride She’s my monster-bride
Her legs are too long and her breast are too full One eye is missing, her nose is a hole No hair on her scalp and too much on her chest My bride is perfect, so good, so undead
She feels like an alien in our world Afraid to be seen with her scars and her burns Once hunted by humans with torches and stones She died again, scared to the bone yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
