Originally Posted by Judas

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies [sings 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 hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptations 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 finger tips
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? hello mr gein? ]
Listen to their hollowed screams [mr gein? ]
The dead have taken my soul [lemme out of here mr gein]
Temptations lost all control [mr gein? I dont wanna play anymore
Mr gein]
[dance with the dead in my dreams [mr gein, its not any fun anymore,]
Listen to their hollowed screams [i dont want to play anymore mr gein]
The dead have taken my soul [mr gein? lemme out of here mr gein]
Temptations lost all control] [lemme out, lemmmmeee oouuuuuuttt