Skin Her Alive
Haunted by my conscious
Living my life in hell
Didn't fucking hesitate
When I moved in for the kill
Screams echoed in the distance
And I cannot ignore
Smiling at the memories
When I slaughtered the whore
Skin her alive
Time has come to confess
I did it for the thrill
I would never had dreamt of
That it would be so nice to kill
Blood colours my thoughts
Slipping out of time
Murder is my crime
Skin her fucking alive
Living my life in hell
Didn't fucking hesitate
When I moved in for the kill
Screams echoed in the distance
And I cannot ignore
Smiling at the memories
When I slaughtered the whore
Skin her alive
Time has come to confess
I did it for the thrill
I would never had dreamt of
That it would be so nice to kill
Blood colours my thoughts
Slipping out of time
Murder is my crime
Skin her fucking alive
Credits
Writer(s): Frederik John Estby, Matti Johani Karki, Rickard Hans Cabeza, David Sven Blomqvist
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