SLAYER lyrics - Playing With Dolls

I never thought the taste of you

Would be the only thing to make me bleed

Why am I, so alive

While you lay still in the ground beneath me?

Fear of death the dark inside

Have become your only children

They're in front of you, watching you



Lost screams unholy dreams unrest

I laugh at your God as he's passing through

Slicing out your throat to warm my skin

Never thought it'd come to this

What the fuck I've gone wrong no rest



Your children still call

Can't you hear them screaming out your name?

You've gone insane

They're in my head

They want you to



Die in front of me

Die in front of me



Thinking why me?

Wishing this was all a dream

Insanity, reality

You're going to



Die in front of me



Pestilence is here

Death awaits

Your body's not of Christ

It's my altar

Helpless and alone

Violate

Enveloped in my sin

Faceless canvas

Tearing at your flesh

Bathed in blood

Violently regress

Death's so endless



Brutal is the pain

Anguish is the game

Broken and afraid

God can't help you now



You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell



Ghostly figures are always standing still

Are they mocking me, what do they see?

I didn't want your death to end so fast

But once you start, you can not stop

I need it now to fucking last



Die in front of me

Die in front of me



Thinking why me?

Wishing this was all a dream

Insanity, reality

You're going to



Die in front of me



Pestilence is here

Death awaits

Your body's not of Christ

It's my altar

Brutal is the pain

Anguish is the game

Broken and afraid

God can't help you now



[Lead - Hanneman]



You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell



I never thought the taste of you

Would be the only thing to make me bleed

All alone in my funeral home

Playing in blood there's just got to be

Something wrong with me

Draining veins, it's all the same

The torture in my head it won't stop

Until I am fucking dead



Pestilence is here

Death awaits

Your body's not of Christ

It's my altar

Helpless and alone

Violate

Enveloped in my sin

Faceless canvas

Tearing at your flesh

Bathed in blood

Violently regress

Death's so endless

Brutal is the pain

Anguish is the game

Broken and afraid

God can't help you now



You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell

You'll wish you were in hell