| I Love the Dead |
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| I love the dead before they’re cold, |
| They’re bluing flesh for me to hold. |
| Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing. |
| I love the dead before they rise, |
| No farewells, no goodbyes. |
| I never even knew your rotting face. |
| While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave. |
| I have other uses for you, Darling |
| We love the dead, We love the dead |
