In Hell Is Where She Waits for Me Lyrics
| Song | In Hell Is Where She Waits for Me |
| Artist | The Black Dahlia Murder |
| Album | Everblack |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces | |
| for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak | |
| under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling mockery | |
| an erection juts begrudgingly from twixt my silken sunday pleats | |
| the coffin is sealed face to go unrevealed | |
| but I dare know what lies underneath | |
| two bloodless halves of a dark flower dead | |
| whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds | |
| how pathetically I broke her like a doll of porcelain | |
| I found her primed for a raping that could never be | |
| in wanton fallacy the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me | |
| her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty fast | |
| “A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won’t come true.” | |
| than call me the nightfall the colder than death a winter unending that’s stolen her breath | |
| dead and famous at last she’s made it | |
| her mangled face | |
| haunting shameless | |
| the death of peace | |
| endarkened times | |
| crowned an immortal yet stricken of life | |
| the headlines read “Young Starlet --- Dead!” | |
| drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit | |
| sodomized | |
| defeminized | |
| silent the victor | |
| vengeance is mine | |
| in hell is where she waits for me | |
| seductress burns in sin | |
| the succubus deceased | |
| the funeral has ceased you can all rest at ease | |
| my desire be not to kill again | |
| I’ll now disappear leaving legend to fear | |
| so lock every door tight from now until eternity | |
| dead and famous at last she’s made it | |
| her mangled face | |
| smiling shameless | |
| the death of peace | |
| endarkened times | |
| crowned an immortal yet stricken of life | |
| the headlines read “Young Starlet --- Dead!” | |
| drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit | |
| sodomized | |
| defeminized | |
| I am the victor | |
| vengeance is mine | |
| I watched the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces | |
| for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak | |
| I the misogynist | |
| her crooked smile my seal of hatred | |
| incarnate of the beast | |
| the god of which they speak |
| I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces | |
| for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak | |
| under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling mockery | |
| an erection juts begrudgingly from twixt my silken sunday pleats | |
| the coffin is sealed face to go unrevealed | |
| but I dare know what lies underneath | |
| two bloodless halves of a dark flower dead | |
| whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds | |
| how pathetically I broke her like a doll of porcelain | |
| I found her primed for a raping that could never be | |
| in wanton fallacy the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me | |
| her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty fast | |
| " A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won' t come true." | |
| than call me the nightfall the colder than death a winter unending that' s stolen her breath | |
| dead and famous at last she' s made it | |
| her mangled face | |
| haunting shameless | |
| the death of peace | |
| endarkened times | |
| crowned an immortal yet stricken of life | |
| the headlines read " Young Starlet Dead!" | |
| drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit | |
| sodomized | |
| defeminized | |
| silent the victor | |
| vengeance is mine | |
| in hell is where she waits for me | |
| seductress burns in sin | |
| the succubus deceased | |
| the funeral has ceased you can all rest at ease | |
| my desire be not to kill again | |
| I' ll now disappear leaving legend to fear | |
| so lock every door tight from now until eternity | |
| dead and famous at last she' s made it | |
| her mangled face | |
| smiling shameless | |
| the death of peace | |
| endarkened times | |
| crowned an immortal yet stricken of life | |
| the headlines read " Young Starlet Dead!" | |
| drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit | |
| sodomized | |
| defeminized | |
| I am the victor | |
| vengeance is mine | |
| I watched the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces | |
| for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak | |
| I the misogynist | |
| her crooked smile my seal of hatred | |
| incarnate of the beast | |
| the god of which they speak |
| I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces | |
| for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak | |
| under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling mockery | |
| an erection juts begrudgingly from twixt my silken sunday pleats | |
| the coffin is sealed face to go unrevealed | |
| but I dare know what lies underneath | |
| two bloodless halves of a dark flower dead | |
| whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds | |
| how pathetically I broke her like a doll of porcelain | |
| I found her primed for a raping that could never be | |
| in wanton fallacy the temptress played deceiving taunting charming fools like me | |
| her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty fast | |
| " A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won' t come true." | |
| than call me the nightfall the colder than death a winter unending that' s stolen her breath | |
| dead and famous at last she' s made it | |
| her mangled face | |
| haunting shameless | |
| the death of peace | |
| endarkened times | |
| crowned an immortal yet stricken of life | |
| the headlines read " Young Starlet Dead!" | |
| drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit | |
| sodomized | |
| defeminized | |
| silent the victor | |
| vengeance is mine | |
| in hell is where she waits for me | |
| seductress burns in sin | |
| the succubus deceased | |
| the funeral has ceased you can all rest at ease | |
| my desire be not to kill again | |
| I' ll now disappear leaving legend to fear | |
| so lock every door tight from now until eternity | |
| dead and famous at last she' s made it | |
| her mangled face | |
| smiling shameless | |
| the death of peace | |
| endarkened times | |
| crowned an immortal yet stricken of life | |
| the headlines read " Young Starlet Dead!" | |
| drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit | |
| sodomized | |
| defeminized | |
| I am the victor | |
| vengeance is mine | |
| I watched the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces | |
| for a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak | |
| I the misogynist | |
| her crooked smile my seal of hatred | |
| incarnate of the beast | |
| the god of which they speak |
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