To Awake And Avenge The Dead

Old friend they told me you were dead The news broadcast the funeral 500 channels focus in Your love was Ravished drawn and quartered The soil was swift to drink your blood This violence in the name of love! But I still feel you Despite your tombstone But I still feel you Despite your tombstone So friend you must still walk among us In places we don't dare to glance I saw you killing Aristotle I know its all part of the plan Old friend they told me you were dead The news broadcast the funeral 500 channels focus in Your love was Ravished drawn and quartered The soil was swift to drink your blood This violence in the name of love! Old friend they told me you were dead The news broadcast the funeral 500 channels focus in Your love was Ravished drawn and quartered The soil was swift to drink your blood This violence, this violence, this violence in the name of love! To, awake, and, avenge the dead! To, awake, and, avenge the dead!