poniedziałek, 26 grudnia 2011

The Night Of The Loving Dead LORDI

Now beware the streets tonite

Lay low ´till the sunrise

The undead casanova´s hunt for love


(You may)

Lock the doors, drop the blinds

Keep quiet and stay inside

But nothing helps when push comes to shove


Bequeath the loving - My body´s cold

I take you in my coffin where you can kiss my bones


On the Night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the Night of the loving dead

the Night of the loving dead


Dressing sharp, au naturel

Lookin drop dead gorgeous

Sins of the rotten flesh for you to hold


My caress is terminal

´cause my touch is torture

There´s no way in hell I´d let you go


Bequeath the loving - My body´s cold

I take you in my coffin where you can kiss my bones


On the Night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the Night of the loving dead

the Night of the loving dead


Six feet underground

If I had a heart you would make it pound

You make the dead come alive


On the Night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the Night of the loving dead

the Night of the loving dead

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