Lyrics Deathmask - Autopsy
Recognizable
no
more
I′ve
deflowered
your
corpse
Robbed
it
of
its
identity
The
face
was
yours
now
it's
for
me
Looking
thru
eyeholes
of
another′s
face
Adhered
to
mine,
my
mask
of
death
From
the
latter
of
my
kills
Stripped
from
the
bloody
hunk
of
head
On
my
shelves
my
favorites
Plastered
on
foam
mannequin
heads
The
rest
are
used
as
flesh
wallpaper
Over
one
hundred
dead
A
fetish
my
collection
As
it
constantly
grows
and
grows
A
mystery
to
the
public
eye
Leftovers
in
the
road
Another
night
another
face
I
wear
my
last
victim
before
I
erase
Another
life
another
knife
To
once
again
be
utilized
Freelance
surgeon
blood
emerging
From
the
orafices
freed
of
flesh
When
I
wear
a
face
It
brings
me
closer
to
your
death
When
you
die
I
do
not
care
I'm
gone
without
a
trace
I've
left
behind
a
messy
corpse
A
stiff
robbed
of
its
face
[E.C.]
The
feel
of
wet
skin
upon
skin
The
blood
runs
down
my
chin
Each
time
a
new
disguise
I′m
seeing
thru
your
eyes
[D.C.]

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