I have this feel

Loneliness fills my life


I have the need

Of company at any cost


Even if I must

Take you out of your grave

Skinning you

And use your skin like a dress


In this black night

I can found my refuge


I can be again

A master of my bloody puppets


I only want

Find relief with the dead

Trying to return

My darling girl from the hell


A stink of dead

A putrid body in the place


Its just the smell

Of lust from a twisted brain


Oh powerful death

Bring me the peace and calm

The courage to do this

Returns to me what I've seek


Blood, skulls, deads

Only I need this

Blood, skulls, deads

Only I want this

Blood, skulls, deads

Only desire this

Blood, skulls, deads

Only I have this


Hide in the shadows

Searching more victims

For the macabre ritual

Of the human skin masks


Blood, skulls, deads

Only I need this

Blood, skulls, deads

Only I want this

Blood, skulls, deads

Only desire this

Blood, skulls, deads...

Only I have this