Return Of The Loving Dead

Wake up raise now from your dusty dwell Death becomes you oh so well Always there when I need you Unlike the living you'll never complain Always do what I tell you to Each night I am chanting with the wind Never cause me any pain Flirting with the moon oh sweet sin My sleeping beauties leave your silent graves Cold hands my body gently embrace Always understand my needs I sacrficed your lives for my happiness I only did what was best for us I guess Always comfort when my heart bleeds Screaming calling for me Oh the sweet Return of the Loving DeadSad eyes pale lips once so red Unmask their beauty at the old cemetery