Skin Coffin - Psycroptic

Lying there
I give you thanks for your skin
Now yours was not a wasted life
I compare your pelt to the rest oh
Such a fruitful night
I am not a believer in your pop religions
I have found my saviour
And he speaks within me
In the
Darkness
Humans indecipherable
It helps my cause
Death once haunted me
Death it raped my life thoughts of it strangled me
Now I've seen the light
Now the lord decides he told me the secret of life
Life
Skin coffin wrapped in skin
Freed of sin
Skin coffin my life is saved by the human dermis
Skin coffin I shall be eternal
I have nightly missions
Must complete my coffin
Sewing skin in daytime
And removing the hair
Night is fast approaching
Now I must make haste
Take my hooks and cleavers
And my knives and scissors
In a surgery bag
Leave my morbid workshop
I like them young
Around twenty years old
More flesh less time
Follow them to their home
If alone
Their skin so ripe
Give them time to settle in then I strike
Door unlocked see their face look up in painful fright
Hook through the head
Wait for death
And then I start to slice
Twitching each time I hit a nerve
I'm tearing through flesh
Bleeding the blood it lubricates my knife
My knife
Body stripped
Flesh bagged up
Onto another strike
Strike
And so each time mortal fear subsides
As I know I'm going to be here for all time
For to die in my coffin will eternalize life
Reborn in skin to live forever