Exhibition of Sins
Departed from humanity
He has eaten the fruit of insanity
Come to see his show prevail
Red is the colour of every detail
See all the people, covered with blood
Whipped to pieces when buried in mud
He looks them in their eyes, before doing his thing
And he shows them his tools, to arouse their fear
Then he turns around to face the rest of the group
With his demon eyes and his serpent smile, he says:
Wekome... to the exhibition of sins
Paralysed, in deepest fear
The reapers scythe is drawing near
Adrenaline, they love the rush
The blood and flesh in a dirty mush
The leader asked: "who is next to go? "
As he walked among them really slow
Everyone raised their arms and cheered
As the scornful leader scratched his beard
He pointed out a man and asked:
"do you want to be saved? "
The man said "you are my master,
Let me be your slave"
Then he turned around to face the rest of the group
With his demon eyes and his serpent smile, he said:
"behold... my exhibition of sins"
The whip in his hand, will tear you apart
He will rape your soul and piss on your heart
Hell crush you... like a rat
And wear your forehead, as a hat
Departed from humanity
He has eaten the fruit of insanity
Come to see his show prevail
Red is the colour of every detail
A twisted mind for the world to see
Every spectator dead to be
But if you love the fear, and you love the rush
And the blood find flesh, in a dirty mush
You should join this cult... this exhibition of sins
He has eaten the fruit of insanity
Come to see his show prevail
Red is the colour of every detail
See all the people, covered with blood
Whipped to pieces when buried in mud
He looks them in their eyes, before doing his thing
And he shows them his tools, to arouse their fear
Then he turns around to face the rest of the group
With his demon eyes and his serpent smile, he says:
Wekome... to the exhibition of sins
Paralysed, in deepest fear
The reapers scythe is drawing near
Adrenaline, they love the rush
The blood and flesh in a dirty mush
The leader asked: "who is next to go? "
As he walked among them really slow
Everyone raised their arms and cheered
As the scornful leader scratched his beard
He pointed out a man and asked:
"do you want to be saved? "
The man said "you are my master,
Let me be your slave"
Then he turned around to face the rest of the group
With his demon eyes and his serpent smile, he said:
"behold... my exhibition of sins"
The whip in his hand, will tear you apart
He will rape your soul and piss on your heart
Hell crush you... like a rat
And wear your forehead, as a hat
Departed from humanity
He has eaten the fruit of insanity
Come to see his show prevail
Red is the colour of every detail
A twisted mind for the world to see
Every spectator dead to be
But if you love the fear, and you love the rush
And the blood find flesh, in a dirty mush
You should join this cult... this exhibition of sins
Credits
Writer(s): Toni Kocmut, Martin Persson
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