Michale Graves - Fiend Without a Face lyrics
[Michale Graves - Fiend Without a Face lyrics]
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face the fever rots
The brain goes numb inside
I feel the blackout coming
A boiled blister pops inside
My ears still bleed
With razor-sharp precision
Mouths that mouth the sweetness
Dank of final breath upon my chest
See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face we lasted all night
The dogs keep up and snickering
Just stay with me one moment
Then I'll go away my ears still bleed
With razor-sharp precision i'll burn in hell
Before I plunge into life's darkness
Darkness see the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face a fiend without a face
A fiend without a face
A fiend without a face
A fiend without a face