Текст песни Night Of The Living Dummy

Standing over your bed with a bat and an axe you lay lifeless and cold Oh my god how could you commit such a crime how could you tell such a lie There is blood on my hands from your neck You are now mine Yes tell the judge this is what I had to do Tell the jury I'm coming for them Theres splinters of wood and broken glass scattered Around you like fucking flowers Your pain is now beautiful Now your dead I leave you to rot You've created a monster I live for this