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The Nightmare Before Valentine's Day

We met right after her life was lost-
But she came back: we are star-crossed.
She's the proof that dead girls rule
My fated, fetid, fetish ghoul

I don't mind if she's quite stinky:
In the bedroom, she's ber-kinky!
She's enough to make me drool
My fated, fetid, fetish ghoul

She likes to tie me up in chains,
But she only wants me for my brains.
But for her I'd play the fool
My fated, fetid, fetish ghoul

I've just got to make her mine
She gives me chills all up my spine...
Wait, that's a funny chill that lingers-
Oh, that's just her ice-cold fingers!

I think that we can make it last...
I just hope I'm more than mere repast.
Love and hunger fight a duel-
My fated, fetid, fetish ghoul