Another soul lying cold on the gurney
Just another fucking victim to bleed
Thirty one with the death toll rising
As she fuels all her sexual needs

Another soul lying cold on the gurney
Just another fucking victim to bleed
Thirty one with the death toll rising
As she fuels all her sexual needs

Close your eyes as you feel the morphine drip
And the thrill will materialize as she crawls into your skin

Her touch runs cold, her touch runs black
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it now?

Vacant eyes, a vacant mind
Can you see it?
Can you see it now?

Another soul lying cold on the gurney
So erotic as she starts to caress
A flatline into hеr dark obsession
Then revivе you just to kill you again

Yeah

She holds you in her arms and watches with delight
And the thrill will materialize as she slowly starts to die

Her touch runs cold, her touch runs black
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it now?

Vacant eyes, a vacant mind
Can you see it?
Can you see it now?
Can you feel it?

And now you slip away slowly as she pulls you under
(Can you feel it?)
And now you slip away slowly as she pulls you into the dark

Can you feel it? (Can you feel it?)
Can you see it? (Can you see it?)
Can you feel it? (Can you feel it?)
Can you see it? (Can you see it?)