The Devil's Dead Roses a Prelude To the Bete Noire
The Devil's Dead Roses
A prelude to the Bete Noire
Please stop Please stop
Don't look at my face
Please stop Please stop
Don't look at my face.
- Every time you see what I see
- Every time you see what I see
So precious
Disgusting taste
Back handed smile plays
Your devious face
So lost without me
Looking down without grace
Masquerade - You dance high
"So Great"
And the needle's laced
The Blood of Christ
In my hands
Understand! Understand!!
Still you laugh through me in sin
These cravings
So thirsty
Me first please
ME FIRST PLEASE!!!
I'm fiending
So lasting this laughing
It's fancy, us dancing
Delusions in envy
Pornographic Fantastic
Your eyes bleed
So frightening
My flesh disappearing
Your lies scream
You hate me
"I HATE YOU I HATE YOU"
So blinding
My eyes sting
Left silent Sick violence
We play for today
"My little prey come this way"
Separate from peace
A pornographic feast
And this poison that you're spitting on my flesh
And this poison that you're spitting is so fresh
And this poison that you spit
Is coming at me
It's all coming at me
And up my spine
Such wicked chills Diluted in envy
"TAKE OFF YOUR FUQQING MASK!!!"
Why you coming at me
Why me
Why me
Why you coming at me
Naked hand in hand
Sends wicked chills
And up my spine
Twisted little thrills
"How Divine!!?"
Delusions
A blind dream
I'm finding YOU WATCHING
You HATE ME
This hate thing
"I HATE DREAMS"
"I HATE DREAMS"
"I HATE DREAMS"
"I HATE DREAMS"
"I HATE DREAMS"
"I HATE DREAMS"
"I HATE DREAMS"
Your mask is so frightening
Back handed smile
A little guile
So sick
Looking in at your grin
When you stick me
"You fuqqing win"
So I just laugh and I laugh
And I sing and I laugh
And I dance and I laugh
And I laugh and I laugh
And a couple more drinks
And a couple more drinks ...
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