Dream For Mother (Explicit)

Scratch scratch, should be there

I dig the vision of rotting corpses

And I＇m pouting in the corner

Five more minutes, and we＇ll all be dead

Five more minutes, and we＇ll all be dead

Skeleton closets

Close up tight

Filthy mirrors don＇t clear our life

In her frightening presence

Nailed to her heart-felt decision

If God turns today, I＇ll meet you in hell

Well, I＇ll meet you in hell

Look in the eyes in the six-stringed beast

Concussion is a cancer-spreading tear-cage

Blue-light beauty＇s got it＇s victim by the tail

(five more minutes and we＇ll all be dead)

Say they＇re guilty on a bed of nails

Won＇t you wake me up with your kiss

And give me one moment of bliss

Flesh to bone

Is a purating process

Touch, touch

Before the fall

Before the fall

Before the fall

(five more minutes and we＇ll all be dead)

Temptation is food

Open your mouth and accept it