Slayer- "dead Skin Mask" Lyrics - Wrestling

Graze the skin with my finger tips 

The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means 

Provocative images delicate features so smooth 

A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon 

CHORUS 

Dance with the dead in my dreams 

Listen to their hallowed screams 

The dead have taken my soul 

Temptation's lost all control 

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes 

Lose all mind control rationale declines 

Empty eyes enslave the creations 

Of placid faces and lifeless pageants 

In the depths of a mind insane 

Fantasy and reality are the same 

Graze the skin with my finger tips 

The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means 

Incised members ornaments on my being 

Adulating the skin before me 

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes 

Lose all mind control rationale declines 

Empty eyes enslave the creations 

Of placid faces and lifeless pageants 

CHORUS