Lying there, I give you thanks for your skin
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Now yours was not a wasted life
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I compare your pelt to the rest - oh, such a fruitful night
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"I am not a believer in your pop religions
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I have found my saviour, and he speaks within me"
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In the, darkness, humans indecipherable, it helps my cause
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Death - once haunted me,
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Death - it raped my life - thoughts of it strangled me
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Now - I've seen the light
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Now - the "lord" decides - he told me the secret of "life...
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..............Life!..............
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Skin Coffin - wrapped in skin, freed of sin
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Skin Coffin - my life is saved by the human dermis
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Skin Coffin - I shall be eternal.
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I have nightly missions, must complete my coffin
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Sewing skin in daytime, and removing the hair
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Night is fast approaching, now i must make haste
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Take my hooks and cleavers, and my knives and scissors
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In a surgery bag, leave my morbid workshop
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I like them young, around twenty years old
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more flesh - less time
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Follow them to their home (if alone) their skin so ripe
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Give them time to settle in then I strike
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Door unlocked see their face look up in painful fright
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Hook through the head, wait for death, and then I start to slice.....
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Twitching - each time I hit a nerve,
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I'm tearing - through flesh
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Bleeding - the blood it lubricates my knife...
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...my knife!
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Body stripped, flesh bagged up, onto another strike...
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...Strike!
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And so each time mortal fear subsides
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As I know I'm going to be here for all time
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For to die in my coffin will eternalize life
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Reborn - in skin - to live - forever!
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Skin Coffin
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| Psycroptic |
