Letras
Dawn, he's awake
Outside he's normal
But inside he's caged
A regular Holmes
But not the detective
Guess you'll find out late
A regular life, for a regular being
His neighbors smile and outside he grins
He waves them back, so humble and neighborly
He almost fits in
When he gets back inside, the smile is lost
Whispers can be heard from the floorboards
He bites his lips and takes a deep breath
His blood rushes and the grim smile is back
Collecting some trophies
While blood flees the flesh
Buzzsaw keeps cutting, limbs so fresh
There's no scream but the eyes are wide open
Witnessing your body diminished and broken
Red eyes in the dark and pristine white teeth
Staring and smiling at you while you fall asleep
His secret remains under the rugs
A Cellar with stains and filled with bugs
Stench fills the air, wonder where it comes from
Guests uncomfortable, but don't know what's wrong
Takes a sip from the wine and heads in a daze
Everything goes dark while you're covered in shade
When the moon is up you'll go down
Realize where you are and in tears you'll drown
You stare in horror, can't beg or speak
Look at the skins of the dead, worn by a freak
All the furniture around you is made from his prey
You know what comes next, death is your fate
Collecting some trophies
While blood flees the flesh
Buzzsaw keeps cutting, limbs so fresh
There's no scream but the eyes are wide open
Witnessing your body diminished and broken
Red eyes in the dark and pristine white teeth
Staring and smiling at you while you fall asleep
Dividing (cutting!)
Diminishing! (Killing!)
Destroying (cutting!)
Sawing! (Killing!)
Separate the best parts (Eat it!)
Prepare it like art (Eat it!)
Make a great dish (Eat it!)