Doctor Smoke - From Hell | Текст песни

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• From Hell

take a look inside my cold and empty eyes
gaze into the horrors of my mind
driven by your screams
demons haunt my dreams
and death's my only friend

feel the kiss of my blade
master and it's slave
wicked and impure

and from your grave, no, you can't be saved
it's your blood that i crave
and in the dark, i will leave my mark upon your ivory skin

feel the kiss of my blade
master and it's slave
wicked and impure
and i know i’ll die alone, but this knife is all that i need
and my whole world turns bloody red

in darkness shrouded, in crimson bathed
watch as i play my little games
enmity is my legacy
reeking of misanthropy

and you'll find me lurking
behind every door and every corner you turn
bastard son of man
catch me if you can, but no one knows who i am

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