Dead Skin Mask
How I've waited for you to come
I've been here all alone
Now that you've arrived, please stay a while
And I promise I won't keep you long
I'll keep you forever
Graze the skin with my fingertips
The brush of dead cold flesh appease the means
Provoking images, delicate features, so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hollowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control, rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same
Graze the skin with my fingertips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members, ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control, rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
Dance with the dead in my dreams (hello?)
Listen to their hollowed screams (Mr. Gein?)
The dead have taken my soul (let me outta here, Mr. Gein)
Temptation's lost all control (I don't wanna play anymore, Mr. Gein)
Dance with the dead in my dreams (Mr. Gein, this isn't fun anymore)
Listen to their hollowed screams (I don't wanna play anymore, Mr. Gein)
The dead have taken my soul (I want out of here, Mr. Gein!)
Temptation's lost all control (let me out now)
I've been here all alone
Now that you've arrived, please stay a while
And I promise I won't keep you long
I'll keep you forever
Graze the skin with my fingertips
The brush of dead cold flesh appease the means
Provoking images, delicate features, so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hollowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control, rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same
Graze the skin with my fingertips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members, ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control, rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
Dance with the dead in my dreams (hello?)
Listen to their hollowed screams (Mr. Gein?)
The dead have taken my soul (let me outta here, Mr. Gein)
Temptation's lost all control (I don't wanna play anymore, Mr. Gein)
Dance with the dead in my dreams (Mr. Gein, this isn't fun anymore)
Listen to their hollowed screams (I don't wanna play anymore, Mr. Gein)
The dead have taken my soul (I want out of here, Mr. Gein!)
Temptation's lost all control (let me out now)
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffery John Hanneman, Tomas Enrique Araya
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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