We Love The Dead

I creep amongst the graves and crypts
I love the dead, the living make me sick
Profit and greed, bleeding the world dry
You laugh at me but when you die
You will be mine

We love the dead, dead eyes can't disguise
We love the dead, no more lies or deceit
The living betrayed me, I only trust the dead
In your tomb now my vengeance spreads

We love the dead
We trust the dead
We are the dead
When will you die too?

I'll leave black flowers on your grave

Your rotting eyes
Your rotting limbs

We love the dead
We trust the dead
We are the dead
When will you die too?

I'll leave black flowers on your grave

This is a 15 year old boy who also wanted to be special
Before hanging himself, he wrote on his body
"I'm coming home, Master", and "Satan lives", and "666"



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Buckingham, Justin Oborn, Mark Greening
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