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