Alone in the dark, no lights in the house Along his left side the lamp is off and blind Adorned in familiar texture it stands still Like his breath when he buries the knife deep inside
The caskets in the corner cry with emptiness The inhabitants of velvet interior keep him company Like skillfull craftsman he sows stitches one by one So he can crawl into the skin of his mommy dearest
She kept him close to her, she held him tight All women are evil, she said, they only do harm The God will punish you if you will not steer them Those words burned into his brain, he was her believer
Kinslayer! Murderer of his own blood!
Cain to his Abel he was So he could spend more time with his only true love But when she passed way He was absolutely alone in the world
Nocturnal visitor, robber of graves Hunter of women, with true absolute hate
Taxidermist, tailor and mutilator in one He had nothing to lose and nothing to gain
Deer-like body hidden in the shed Hung upside down, torso without a head Face masks, hearts, skulls without the chin And a wastebasket made of human skinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
