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“I love the dead before they're cold. They're bluing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eye's upon me see… Nothing I love the dead before they rise, no farewells, no goodbyes I never even knew your now rotting face While friends and lovers morn your silly grave I have other uses for you, Darling” - Alice Cooper