Mènage À Mort

Would you believe when i said i want you?
Would you accept me wanting others, too?
Would you believe when i said i love you?
Would you accept me loving others, too?

I love dead girls
I love dead girls now and then
I love dead girls
I love dead girls now and then
I love black hair, white skin, dark eyes, ripped clothes
I love dead girls and i love you

Can i caress your beautiful flower soon?
Would you let ghouls join in with me and you?
Can i hunt new flesh side by side with thee?
Would you taste them like i let them taste me?

Repeat chorus

I know they do what lust commands, sharing my passion,
Feeling life
They are addicted to me 'n i am to them
Their bodies feel so cold and soft and i can wake them
From their sleep
For nights of hunger and a ménage à mort