Mannequin
09/23/06, 10:48 PM
I just finished a portrait of a maelstrom
By running my tongue through glass and then licking your face
Like a fucking animal of sick lineage
Diseased and disgraced
Praying that the shadows cover the bruises on your face
I believe that life must become a war on ourselves before we will truly fight to win
So I make life hell for you
Again and again
The recollections of a mannequin
Wearing human skin
Try to pretend that I human
Again and again
Grab her by the hand and twist it slow
The blood it flows damnation upon our malls
On our streets
These hallowed halls echo with a heartbeat
Where the creature lurks
Where the blood, it spurts
Wear the blood and conceal images of certainty
Congealing behind our cloak of lies
I live behind a cloak of daggers, needles and knives
Caught up in addiction
Uselessly subjugated to fight for my benediction
Why did you lie?
There is no atonement for my sins
Who ever knew that a facade on mankind would really tell the truth?
He beats his daughter
She beats her son
He beats his wife
In the end who the hell has really won?
This is why we must fight the demon behind hypocrisy
Distilled the refinery with polygomy
Just stop it
We have no use for the guilt in our eyes
The mannequins tell no lies
By running my tongue through glass and then licking your face
Like a fucking animal of sick lineage
Diseased and disgraced
Praying that the shadows cover the bruises on your face
I believe that life must become a war on ourselves before we will truly fight to win
So I make life hell for you
Again and again
The recollections of a mannequin
Wearing human skin
Try to pretend that I human
Again and again
Grab her by the hand and twist it slow
The blood it flows damnation upon our malls
On our streets
These hallowed halls echo with a heartbeat
Where the creature lurks
Where the blood, it spurts
Wear the blood and conceal images of certainty
Congealing behind our cloak of lies
I live behind a cloak of daggers, needles and knives
Caught up in addiction
Uselessly subjugated to fight for my benediction
Why did you lie?
There is no atonement for my sins
Who ever knew that a facade on mankind would really tell the truth?
He beats his daughter
She beats her son
He beats his wife
In the end who the hell has really won?
This is why we must fight the demon behind hypocrisy
Distilled the refinery with polygomy
Just stop it
We have no use for the guilt in our eyes
The mannequins tell no lies