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Slayer
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Playing With Dolls
Lyricist:Tom Araya, Jeff Hanneman, Kerry King
I never thought the taste of you Would be the only thing to make me bleed Why am I so alive while you lay still in the ground beneath me?
Fear of death, the dark inside have become your only children Now they're in front of you, watching you Lost screams, unholy dreams unrest I laugh at your God as he's passing through
Slicing out your throat to warm my skin Never thought it'd come to this What the fuck I've gone wrong, no rest
Your children still call Can't you hear them screaming out your name? You've gone insane, they're in my head
They want you to die in front of me, die in front of me Thinking why me, wishing this was all a dream Insanity, reality, you're going to die in front of me
Pestilence is here, death awaits Your body's not of Christ, it's my altar Helpless and alone, violate Enveloped in my sin, faceless canvas
Tearing at your flesh, bathed in blood Violently regress, death's so endless Brutal is the pain, anguish is the game Broken and afraid, God can't help you now
You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell
Ghostly figures are always standing still Are they mocking me? What do they see? I didn't want your death to end so fast But once you start you cannot stop Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I need it now to fucking last
Die in front of me, die in front of me Thinking why me, wishing this was all a dream Insanity, reality, you're going to die in front of me
Pestilence is here, death awaits Your body's not of Christ, it's my altar Brutal is the pain, anguish is the game Broken and afraid, God can't help you now
You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell
I never thought the taste of you Would be the only thing to make me bleed All alone in my funeral home Playing in blood there's just got to be Something wrong with me
Draining veins, it's all the same The torture in my head it won't stop Until I am fucking dead
Pestilence is here, death awaits Your body's not of Christ, it's my altar Helpless and alone, violate Enveloped in my sin, faceless canvas
Tearing at your flesh bathed in blood Violently regress, death's so endless Brutal is the pain, anguish is the game Broken and afraid, God can't help you now
You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell You wish you were in hell
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