My living dead doll

Canción escrita para la banda Cor Delatoris
Mayo-13-2005



Superficial skin over a dead body
Composed by a senseless and scared
Plastic flesh and bones that too have been added
Like the buried heart inside… of “her” breast

I have collected around the town
The exact pieces to complete my opus magistrale
Stealing to other womans her better parts
To construct the thing more perfect than ever… it has been seen

To create mi living dead doll!!!

Based on a perfect sketch
Having many vagins… stretch!
Silenced mouth supporting lies
Her blinded eyes don’t miss the sky

Escaped from the mind of a murdered personage
Kidnapped by the saddest fairy tale
Found thoughts of a boring poet
Who burned his unknown poetry

Eclectically – You were formed in a dream
I’m not a sick – in my mind I hear my heartbeat
Maybe a fetish – ‘cause I love your cold skin
Formol now You bleed – You “alive” is all I need

And I still remember that day
When I read your diary and I found
Those dirty words written in a paper that stinked out
As the eyes in flames of a witness
Supporting her affair… with the devil!

You cheated me
And I bathed you with fuel
While!!! I was raping your skin
And all your rotten holes


My lighter – begins the real party
Your body – surrounded in flames and fury
Slow burning – and your multi eyes are burning faster
I am healing – remembering the pleasure to massacre your smoky vagins!

Kuamhea 2005