[Written by Acid Bath]
[Paegan Terrorism Tactics (1996)]
Dead girl
There will never be another one that dreams like
you
Dead girl
There will never be another one that screams like you
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
Delilah played the
dead girl at the freak show
She smiles like a ghost
Like zombies eatin dust in mexico
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
She
asked if it would hurt
I smiled and said no
The lie ran down my chin like embryo
She smiles like corpse
Like zombies eatin
dust in omaha
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
Dead girl
There will never be another
one to look in your eyes
Dead girl
There will never be another one that bleeds like you
I been drying in a dead age
I been
reeking of the new plague
The sound of the ocean is dead
Its just the echo of the blood in your head
Sister, burn the
temple
And stand beneath the moon
The sound of the ocean is dead
Its just the echo of the blood in your head
The sound of the
ocean is dead
Its just the echo of the blood in your head