Testo di Deathmask

Recognizable no more I've deflowered your corpse Robbed it of its identity The face was yours now it's for me Looking thru eyeholes of another's face Adhered to mine, my mask of death From the latter of my kills Stripped from the bloody hunk of head On my shelves my favorites Plastered on foam mannequin heads The rest are used as flesh wallpaper Over one hundred dead A fetish my collection As it constantly grows and grows A mystery to the public eye Leftovers in the road Another night another face I wear my last victim before I erase Another life another knife To once again be utilized Freelance surgeon blood emerging From the orafices freed of flesh When I wear a face It brings me closer to your death When you die I do not care I'm gone without a trace I've left behind a messy corpse A stiff robbed of its face E.C. The feel of wet skin upon skin The blood runs down my chin Each time a new disguise I'm seeing thru your eyes