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 her 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

but 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 her 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 her blood

This violence,

This violence,

This violence in the name of love!

To awake and avenge the dead,

To awake and avenge the dead,

To awake and avenge the dead.