I'm dead to the world she said
And the funeral came alive
I collect every flower sent
From hell down to the fire

Fall down sick I'm not insane
Are you feeling gross?
Are you full of shame?
Death has come to set us free

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the
Scavengers
Scavengers of the damned

We kill, let the demon steal
An antique pattern sky
Goodbye to all the lives
I stole
And the funeral came alive

We're in a mission
To invite you back to hell
If you want love
If you crave death
Invite us
Out of the darkness