Executioner Lyrics

is cutting ankle better than skinning off?
that simple cleanness.
make those dust stand a row.
sentence them to death, guilty, you deserve this pain.
amputation.

a thought comes into my head when I'm putting it in a bag.
I need a grinder.
bring it over a room.
mash it piece by piece.

before that time, skin the face off.
can't bear with this stink.
shell I keep longer? smell your dust for yourself.
I'll look around a world after I put the mask on.
am I gonna be sick of it?
pickled flesh.

when I look in a mirror no soul in there
spark of my closed eyes
I wonder if I might behead someone who look down on me
or scatter ash over their eyes

here I am, diminishing the world.
I better diminish more.
squirming dust never feel hunger.
tell me please let us live but there is no tomorrow.
tell them it won't occur to you with cutting my hands.
we all join in singing a song of happiness.

get altogether, appreciate a work with a smile on my face.
I wish to be glad all but they don't.

cut off the ankles and than put the shoes on.
peeled faces get to the sky.
cut off the wrist and then grab a yarn.
tell me please let us live but there is no tomorrow.
tell them it won't occur to you with cutting my hands.
we all join in singing a song of happiness.

get altogether, appreciate a work with a smile on my face.
I wish to be glad all but they don't.
we'll get into one.
one flesh.