The Body of Death of the Man with the Body of Death

Little lover look into my eyes

The only things that make you wanna die

And, oh, you will

And little songs and other things are gone

Insane, I'm sure there's never been a one

And all the whispers in your dreams

It's on your waking face

A morning you will no more sink in sorrow

Led me to rot

And I don't buy what you're selling me

And animal things are killing me

But I'm on top of it

And I don't buy what you're selling me

And animal things are killing me

But I'm on top of it

Little lover look into my eyes

The only things that make you wanna die

And, oh, you will

And little songs and other things are gone

Insane, I'm sure there's never been a one

And all the whispers in your dream

It's on your waking face

A morning you will no more sink in sorrow

Fight the fever

Burn like fire

And I don't buy what you're selling me

And animal things are killing me

But I'm on top of it

And I don't buy what you're selling me

And animal things are killing me

But I'm on top of it

Little girls laugh at and go

So I go just like

Animal and bite nails

Will I leave and let yourself to scream and I hold on

Run away, run away, you're in the devil's kitchen

Run away, run away, you're in the devil's kitchen

Run away, run away, you're in the devil's kitchen

Run away, run away...

I don't buy, I don't buy

What you're selling me

And animal things are killing me

But I'm on top of it

And I don't buy what you're selling me

And animal things are killing me

But I'm on top of it

The body, the body, the body of death (7x)