Texty: The Other. Menage A 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 A  Mort

Repeat Chorus