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
poniedziałek, 26 grudnia 2011
The Night Of The Loving Dead LORDI
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