Lletres: Schoolyard Heroes. The Funeral Sciences. Sincerely Yours, Jonathan Harker.

It?s getting colder
I often wonder
How much longer
I can keep this up

But glory fades
And so do I
The virus eats
Because you?re mine
The tablet breaks
Release my soul
She?s wide awake
Check the body before it gets cold

With these scraps of flesh I?ll make a telegram
I?ll send you roses and a wooden spike
Let the minions eat there is no stopping them
With these sharpened teeth, just one last kiss goodbye

You?re shaking like a first time skin-flick
Lip are blue and black, now they match your heart
Hands are twisted, old and withered
My soul goes to the highest bidder

Glory fades
So do I
The virus eat
Because you?re mine
The tablet breaks
It never stops
I have no soul
But money talks
Money talks
Money talks

With these scraps of flesh I?ll make a telegram
I?ll send you roses and a wooden spike
Let the minions eat there is no stopping them
With these sharpened teeth, just one last kiss goodbye

Something?s happened
We?ve got to warn them
Quarantine and stop this while you can
Tell my parents that I love them

With these scraps of flesh I?ll make a telegram
I?ll send you roses and a wooden spike
Let the minions eat there is no stopping them
With these sharpened teeth, just one last kiss goodbye