The Blood - Death camp eyes

DEATH CAMP EYES The mannequin Screams trough the skin The veredicts in The judges grin and cackie We drown in Gin And neon sin So pull the sin Tha madarins debacle Your visages teems with life As you whore your flesh of the bone Icy blue light beckons you To kneel before it’s offal throne Get up and run this time you’ll fry for sure Forget your friends behind the freezer door Get up run before your mad arse fries Dont look a me with those ........death camp eyes