Pleasant Screams
I look up and watch the moon melt
The sky is turning red the heartbeat skipped is felt
I'm burning it's hurting my loss of blood concerning
The blade in my back was not part of the contract
Pleasant screams
I'm trapped in my dream
Tied up while nails are being hammered into me
A rusty saw is cutting through my neck ever so slowly
The agony is horrible and this is just the start
Images of dying brides with ripped open hearts
Your own shadow is something you can never trust
A sinister figure that for your demise it lusts
Bats are sucking blood
The house begins to flood
I hold my severed head
I am the walking dead
Pleasant screams
I'm trapped in my dream
I look up and watch the moon melt
The sky is turning red the heartbeat skipped is felt
I'm burning it's hurting my loss of blood concerning
The blade in my back was not part of the contract
Everywhere I look there's bodies covering the floor
Torn to shreds but still alive, living piles of gore
When I try to speak I lose more and more of my teeth
My eyes are filled with glass and still the tortures not complete
Tied up while nails are being hammered into me
A rusty saw is cutting through my neck ever so slowly
The agony is horrible and this is just the start
Images of dying brides with ripped open hearts
Your own shadow is something you can never trust
A sinister figure that for your demise it lusts
Bats are sucking blood
The house begins to flood
I hold my severed head I am the walking dead
The sky is turning red the heartbeat skipped is felt
I'm burning it's hurting my loss of blood concerning
The blade in my back was not part of the contract
Pleasant screams
I'm trapped in my dream
Tied up while nails are being hammered into me
A rusty saw is cutting through my neck ever so slowly
The agony is horrible and this is just the start
Images of dying brides with ripped open hearts
Your own shadow is something you can never trust
A sinister figure that for your demise it lusts
Bats are sucking blood
The house begins to flood
I hold my severed head
I am the walking dead
Pleasant screams
I'm trapped in my dream
I look up and watch the moon melt
The sky is turning red the heartbeat skipped is felt
I'm burning it's hurting my loss of blood concerning
The blade in my back was not part of the contract
Everywhere I look there's bodies covering the floor
Torn to shreds but still alive, living piles of gore
When I try to speak I lose more and more of my teeth
My eyes are filled with glass and still the tortures not complete
Tied up while nails are being hammered into me
A rusty saw is cutting through my neck ever so slowly
The agony is horrible and this is just the start
Images of dying brides with ripped open hearts
Your own shadow is something you can never trust
A sinister figure that for your demise it lusts
Bats are sucking blood
The house begins to flood
I hold my severed head I am the walking dead
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Writer(s): Vanity's Mirror
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