Lying there, I give you thanks for your skin

Now yours was not a wasted life

I compare your pelt to the rest - oh, such a fruitful night

"I am not a believer in your pop religions

I have found my saviour, and he speaks within me"

In the, darkness, humans indecipherable, it helps my cause

Death - once haunted me,

Death - it raped my life - thoughts of it strangled me

Now - I've seen the light

Now - the "lord" decides - he told me the secret of "life...

..............Life!..............

Skin Coffin - wrapped in skin, freed of sin

Skin Coffin - my life is saved by the human dermis

Skin Coffin - I shall be eternal.

I have nightly missions, must complete my coffin

Sewing skin in daytime, and removing the hair

Night is fast approaching, now i must make haste

Take my hooks and cleavers, and my knives and scissors

In a surgery bag, leave my morbid workshop

I like them young, around twenty years old

more flesh - less time

Follow them to their home (if alone) their skin so ripe

Give them time to settle in then I strike

Door unlocked see their face look up in painful fright

Hook through the head, wait for death, and then I start to slice.....

Twitching - each time I hit a nerve,

I'm tearing - through flesh

Bleeding - the blood it lubricates my knife...

...my knife!

Body stripped, flesh bagged up, onto another strike...

...Strike!

And so each time mortal fear subsides

As I know I'm going to be here for all time

For to die in my coffin will eternalize life

Reborn - in skin - to live - forever!