THE DREARY NIGHT OF NOVEMBER 
 THE BARE TREES WERE WAVING 
 THEIR BRANCHES ABOVE ME 
 AND THE MOON GAZED UPON MY 
 UNHALLOWED MIDNIGHT LABOURS 

 THEN THE WIND IT DIED AWAY INTO 
 GENTLE BREEZE PLAYING ON MY CHEEKS 
 AND I WORKED MY WAY DOWN TO HER COFFIN 
 THE SOFT EARTH ON MY HANDS 
 AND WE SHALL ENTER THE GREAT WORLD OF LIGHT 
 TOGETHER, BABY, OR NOT AT ALL 

 HOW MANY BRIDES AND YOUTHFUL LOVERS 
 PREY FOR WORMS AND THE DECAY OF THE TOMB? 
 DEATH SNATCHES AWAY MANY BLOOMING CHILDREN 
 THE WORMS INHERIT THE WONDERS OF THE EYE AND BRAIN 
 THE BODIES PULLED FROM OUR RIVERS 
 DRAGGED FROM THE WATERS 
 THE GIRLS DUMPED IN OUR FIELDS TO DIE 
 THE EARLY GRAVES OF THOSE NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN 
 …BLOW YOUR [bad word] IN ALARM! 
 BLOW YOUR [bad word] IN ALARM! 

 AND THERE SHE WAS IN HER BRIDAL SHROUD 
 WHITE AND COLD IN DREAMLESS SLEEP 
 THE SHROUD ENVELOPED HER FORM 
 GRAVEWORMS CRAWLING IN THE FOLDS 

 AND I AM HERE TO KISS YOU ONE LAST TIME 
 AND I AM HERE TO FEEL YOU ONE LAST TIME 
 AND I AM HERE TO TASTE YOU ONE LAST TIME 
 AND I AM HERE TO HOLD YOU ONE LAST TIME 

 YEAH, I AM HERE, OH, MY LOVE 
 YEAH, I AM HERE, OH, MY LOVE 

 SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT 
 SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT 
 SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT 
 SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT