Creeping in to the morgue late at night
Your body’s there lying dead cold as ice
Feel your flesh touching mine I’m inside
Forbidden love of a corpse legs spread wide
I have cum inside your holes
Your body doesn’t have a soul
We are making sacred love
I slip in it’s like a glove
If they find what we have done
I’ll wrap my lips around a gun
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
I’ll be fucking dead
Sweet caress of the dead yet it’s a crime
In my arms you lay for all of time
Soft kisses down your body it’s sublime
Put a ring on your hand now you’re my bride
I have cum inside your holes
Your body doesn’t have a soul
We are making sacred love
I slip in it’s like a glove
If they find what we have done
I’ll wrap my lips around a gun
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
I’ll be fucking dead
I know that it’s a crime
Making love to you but that’s alright
Cause I don’t really care
I love you baby even if you’re dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Even if you’re dead
I have cum inside your holes
Your body doesn’t have a soul
We are making sacred love
I slip in it’s like a glove
If they find what we have done
I’ll wrap my lips around a gun
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead
We’ll be fucking dead
