Playing With Dolls Lyrics - World Painted Blood - Slayer

I never thought the taste of you 

Would be the only thing to make me be 

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 

Now 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 wish you were in hell 

You wish you were in hell 

You 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 cannot 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 

You wish you were in hell 

You wish you were in hell 

You wish you were in hell 

You 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 wish you were in hell 

You wish you were in hell 

You wish you were in hell