Graze the skin with my finger tips

The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means

Provocative images delicate features so smooth

A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon


CHORUS

Dance with the dead in my dreams

Listen to their hallowed screams

The dead have taken my soul

Temptation's lost all control


Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes

Lose all mind control rationale declines

Empty eyes enslave the creations

Of placid faces and lifeless pageants


In the depths of a mind insane

Fantasy and reality are the same


Graze the skin with my finger tips

The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means

Incised members ornaments on my being

Adulating the skin before me


Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes

Lose all mind control rationale declines

Empty eyes enslave the creations

Of placid faces and lifeless pageants


CHORUS