Quote:
Originally posted by Gutterboy
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
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
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control
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
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
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oooh, Slayer........
but how about my theme song sung by punk rock legends G.B.H. and covered by Slayer:
Sick Boy
Well I'm searching through my bed
I got ankles in my head
I'm in really bad
It's the best time I ever had
I'm a sick boy
I'm a sick boy - there should be more
Well I'm happy the way I am
A sardine in a can
People taking notes
People in white coats
I'm a sick boy
I'm a sick boy - there should be more
Well I'm happy the way I am
And I'm sorry I shit on my hand
People taking notes
People in rubber coats
I'm a sick boy
Just a sick boy
I'm a sick boy
There's assholes everywhere
Plus girls with big town hair
But why must I suffer
For being a fecal lover
I'm a shit boy
I'm a shit boy - there should be more