World Funeral
Album - 14 febbraio 2003 - Debaser id 108706

Loving the dead
A torso, a hand or a severed head
The cemetery girls don't say no to their fate
When their bodies gets too rotten
Their skeletons do great

Lurking in the shadows with you on my mind
I'm engulfed by your beauty:
I'm a man who's gone blind
Watching you move so graceful this night
I'm going to catch you how I long for this fight
Smelling your hair as I'm working my knife
I adore how you scream when I take your life

How I love your pale white skin
And the emptiness in your lifeless eyes
And how I love the warmth within
Like the blood that sprayed
When you stopped your cries

Your naked corpse is as beautiful
As the down when it comes with the first sunray
But it was your peeled bleached bones
That really took my breath away

Admiring your beauty my wonderful rose
Oh what pleasures you'll give me
Before you decompose
But the darkness has fallen and the clock strikes ten
Excuse me may daring but the shadows
Are calling again

How I love your pale white skin
And the emptiness in your lifeless eyes
And how I love the warmth within
Like the blood that the sprayed
When you stopped your cries

Your naked corpse as beautiful
As the down when it comes with the firs sunray
But it was your peeled bleached bones
That really blew my mind away

How I love your pale white skin
And the emptiness in your lifeless eyes
And how I love the warmth within
Like the blood that sprayed
When you stopped your cries

Your naked corpse as beautiful
As the down when it comes with the firs sunray
But it was your peeled bleached bones
That really stole my heart away

Drain the blood, fill the barrels to the verge
Vein must flood, bodycount is rising for the dirge
All the creatures that are breathing must be bled
Cure of the ancients, ultimately we are all dead

Bloodletting
Rip my vein open and let the blood rain
Bloodletting
Splash in a gusher my soul will be stained

We all must bleed

The ones among stardust the ones of the deepest pits
Apostles of christ and those who so perfectly into hell fits
All behind heavens door and the ones to the ocean floor
Strong and beautiful or uttermost twisted
All will they bleed

Bloodletting
My bleeding inclination
Bloodletting
Your damnation

Drain the blood, fill the barrel to the verge
Vein must flood, bodycount is rising for the dirge
Wake up from this dream, the scythe you must kiss
And abandon the nightmare the flestful dream that life is

Bloodletting
Love the pain of the knife
Bloodletting
Death is bloodletting life

Till the final drop