Withe finger, cold limps is what we're here to see Bodies all covered in dirt Dragging the corpses from six feet below To do the unspeakable deed The night is all still and the darkness complete No one to witness our crimes We're body-snatchers. We're using the dead Grave-robbing is a delight Why are bodies buried deep. Why should so much go to waste Corpses can be so much fun. So many possibilities Come let us use your body too. Sign right here and we'll make sure You'll become a piece of art In Van Hagen's bodyworlds We are the ones who works in the dark You don't wanna know We are the ones with use for the Dead Come register too Back to the cemetery To the cemetery We must go We can eat up all you've got or sell your body to a lab Your fat for plastic surgery. Your heart lives on in someone's body Your balls will sell great in Japan. Your skin a lampshade like Ed Gein You see we're doing a good job. Digging corpses from the ground We are the ones who work in the dark You don't wanna know We are the ones with use for the Dead Come register too Back to the cemetery To the cemetery We must go And I know how we will end And I know why we must hide And I know that the night will be on our side And I know we will triumph over live And I know that even death is not the end Back to the cemetery To the cemetery We must go