And on the 13th night, my shovel breaks the Earth, so help me. I really need you by my side. I know that this love that I feel inside is too unhealthy. Just tell me that you'll be my bride. I take your hand in mine; it feels so cold, I feel so helpless. I cannot take this pain inside. Will you just kiss my lips for one last time, or is it hopeless? Tonight, you will be my corpse bride. Be my bride. So will you take my hand in this unholy matrimony? You make me feel so dead inside. No one could ever take your place, so do this one thing for me: Baby, will you please come alive? I take your hand in mine; it feels so cold, I feel so helpless. I cannot take this pain inside. Will you just kiss my lips for one last time, or is it hopeless? Tonight, you will be my corpse bride. Be my bride. "Don't let the ghosts and the ghouls disturb you, Love."