Type-o-Negative - October Rust 1996 Type - o - Negative is: Peter Steele - Bass/Vocals Kenny Hicky - Guitar Josh Silver - Keyboard/Samples John Kelly - Drums 1: Bad Ground 2: 3: Love You to Death 4: Druidess 5: Green Man 6: Red Water (Christmas Mourning) 7: My Girlfriend's Girlfriend 8: Die With Me 9: Burnt Flowers Fallen 10: In Praise of Bacchus 11: Cinnamon Girl 12: The Glorious Liberation of the People's Technocratic Republic of Vinnland by the Combined Forces of the United Territories of Europa 13: Wolf Moon (Including Zoanthropic Paranoia) 14: Haunted 15: 3: Love You To Death In her place one hundred candles burning as salty sweat drips from her breast her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya,get... Black lipstick stains her class of red wine I am your servant, may I light your cigarette? Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get... I beg to serve, your wish is my law Now close those eyes and let me love you to death Shall I prove I mean what i'm saying, begging I say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get.. Let me love you too Let me love you to death Hey am I good enough for you? Hey am i good enough for you? Am I? Am I? Am I good enough for you? 6: Red Water (Christmas Mourning) Wake up, it's Christmas mourn Those loved have long since gone The stocking are hung but who cares preserved for those no longer there six feet beneath me sleep Black lights hang from the tree accents of dead holly Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold) I'm seeing ghost (I'm drinking old) Red water Red water Red water chase them away My tables been set for but seven just last year i dined with eleven goddamn ye merry gentlemen Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold) I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old) Red water Red water Red water chase them away. 8: Die With Me Now like a bird she flew away to chase her dreams of books and praise still I miss her yeah I miss her since she's gone at JFK who played the fool? self pitty sick jet fuel perfume still I miss her yeah I miss her since she's gone girl I want to die with you in each others arms we'll drown in flame if this time were the last time could i hold you all life long? since this time is the last time can I hold you all night long? lay your head down for the last time hey KLM AT the uk post system do you still love me? still I miss her yeah I miss her since she's gone 9: Burnt Flowers yeah i think she's falling out of love yeah i think she's falling out of love yeah i think she's falling out of love yeah i think she's falling out of love all of the flowers all of the flowers i gave her she burned them burned them