Letra de Skinned Alive (Live at WDR Festival 1992)
They curse the day When I was born Mentally deranged Fits of raving madness Immolate beyond the graveCelebrate and enjoy The thrusts with my knife The way you feel Is the way you will die You think you're dead But you're just skinned aliveI hear you cry But slow and sure Your skin will be my toy Death becomes Second nature to me My heart expands with joyCelebrate and enjoy The thrusts with my knife The way you feel Is the way you will die You think you're dead But you're just skinned aliveLiquidation and supreme sacrifice Deeply afflicted faces Appetising body odour Anguish but rest in piecesCelebrate and enjoy The thrusts with my knife The way you feel Is the way you will die You think you're dead But you're just skinned alive