Well Worth The Dig

She was twelve years older and three moons gone
It took me four hours to dig and then we got it on
Burnt offerings on a blood-drenched altar
Drawn circles on the soil with five names of god

She was well worth the dig… she was well worth the dig
Well worth the dig

She started to speak in a most tempting tongue
Language of the dead sounds like the sweetest song
Even now, when she was gone
She had an appetite for love
She kept calling me from beyond
No, she would never stop
Until we had this midnight rendez-vous
Our bed of love is spread amongst the tombs…
… Tombs of Doom!

So far she has not opened her eyes
Hot and cold together, then I felt her bite

Now she is back above the soil
She looks more beautiful than ever before
When she was still alive
I never thought she could be such a whore
So I lost my soul on this full moon night
But you can count on it, I had the fuck of my life

I am a necromancer
Tasting forbidden love
She lay six feet under
But her body came from high above!

She’s got the looks, the looks that kill
I cannot believe my eyes
My soul is damned, condemned to hell
On this murky night

She had me necromancing
To call her back to life
This night is never-ending
Romance in pure moonlight!