Why am I strapped to this hospital bed?
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"First your eyes, then your skin
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We will make you feel.. born again.. No More Me my friend"
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A shiny scalpel is in the Master's hand
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His Wife has got the jars for Blood, she keeps one near
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I fear for my life, No More Me
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I fear there will be No More Me at all
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Is this goodbye sweet life...
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Ahhhhh...Scalpel cuts, eyelids drop
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Into a jar...I'm crying Blood
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Fingers pull my eyeballs out...
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Scissors snap...I bleed a lot
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They set my eyes into this Puppet's head
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And still my eyes can see, I'm looking back.. at myself
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And what I see is No More Me at all
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I have no eyes
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My veins...feel.. like worms
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Drying in the sun... this takes too long
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Stripping skin from all my bones
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Pain too strong...my senses they go numb
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All of my Blood is now in little jars
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I should be dead by now, but I am still
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I am still alive inside my eyes
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And I see Emerencia throw my carcass in the trash
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No More Me
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| King Diamond |
