| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Smashing embryos, cut off heads
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| Find the brain for my bride-to-be
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| We’ll bear our children, adam and eve
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| Put me together with the bodies of the dead
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| And i will wait for life and breathe again
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
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| Wake this eternal sleep she’s in And we’ll breed for you, on your command
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Nerves steady, hands are sure
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| Bride reborn to view with horror
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| Blackened eyes, blood-stained hands
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Put me together with the bodies of the dead
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| And i will wait for life and breathe again
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
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| Wake this eternal sleep she’s in And we’ll breed for you, on your command
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Put me together with the bodies of the dead
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| And i will wait for life and breathe again
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
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| Wake this eternal sleep she’s in And we’ll breed for you, on your command
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| Hate the living, love the dead
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| Oh |