Текст песни Michael Myers

Have you ever touched a dead body before? It feels like all your nerves Are laughing at god's face I remember hiding just behind the door Contemplation of the dying master face They spoke of heaven but... They didn't know Michael Myers They speak of hell but... They don't know Michael Myers Yet... How many sins still to go on? In my search I have found the way Killing makes me aware of my mission: Destroying beauty without a trace!