Peeled Lyrics
| Song | Peeled |
| Artist | Broken Hope |
| Album | The Bowels Of Repugnance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ptacek, Stanek, Wagner | |
| Take you with my skinning hearth | |
| Strap you in my restraining chair | |
| Clean and hone my instruments | |
| Then the torture will begin | |
| Blood drips off your finger tips | |
| Drool sags down from your chin | |
| Eyes roll back and jowls clench | |
| I vigorously carve and peel your skin | |
| Chunks of skin fly through the air, nauseating pool of piss | |
| And blood evolves beneath the chair | |
| As you struggle to stay alive, | |
| I'm overwhelmed by laughter | |
| I split your scalp spreading it apart | |
| Pull your face below your neck | |
| From muscle and flesh your skin | |
| I've pried | |
| Grizzly apparel fitted to my size | |
| Finger pointing in your blood | |
| Rolling in piles of guts | |
| Polish and buff your skull | |
| Nail your scalp to my wall | |
| Grind your bones into dust | |
| Cannot stop till all is mush | |
| I save tattooed skins | |
| Gallons of blood line the floor |
| zuo ci : Ptacek, Stanek, Wagner | |
| Take you with my skinning hearth | |
| Strap you in my restraining chair | |
| Clean and hone my instruments | |
| Then the torture will begin | |
| Blood drips off your finger tips | |
| Drool sags down from your chin | |
| Eyes roll back and jowls clench | |
| I vigorously carve and peel your skin | |
| Chunks of skin fly through the air, nauseating pool of piss | |
| And blood evolves beneath the chair | |
| As you struggle to stay alive, | |
| I' m overwhelmed by laughter | |
| I split your scalp spreading it apart | |
| Pull your face below your neck | |
| From muscle and flesh your skin | |
| I' ve pried | |
| Grizzly apparel fitted to my size | |
| Finger pointing in your blood | |
| Rolling in piles of guts | |
| Polish and buff your skull | |
| Nail your scalp to my wall | |
| Grind your bones into dust | |
| Cannot stop till all is mush | |
| I save tattooed skins | |
| Gallons of blood line the floor |
| zuò cí : Ptacek, Stanek, Wagner | |
| Take you with my skinning hearth | |
| Strap you in my restraining chair | |
| Clean and hone my instruments | |
| Then the torture will begin | |
| Blood drips off your finger tips | |
| Drool sags down from your chin | |
| Eyes roll back and jowls clench | |
| I vigorously carve and peel your skin | |
| Chunks of skin fly through the air, nauseating pool of piss | |
| And blood evolves beneath the chair | |
| As you struggle to stay alive, | |
| I' m overwhelmed by laughter | |
| I split your scalp spreading it apart | |
| Pull your face below your neck | |
| From muscle and flesh your skin | |
| I' ve pried | |
| Grizzly apparel fitted to my size | |
| Finger pointing in your blood | |
| Rolling in piles of guts | |
| Polish and buff your skull | |
| Nail your scalp to my wall | |
| Grind your bones into dust | |
| Cannot stop till all is mush | |
| I save tattooed skins | |
| Gallons of blood line the floor |
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