Atrocity Obsession - Noise Unit, Pig

I’m ten dollars from the scalding sun

All dressed up ‘cos I’ve had my fun

My dreams smell like gasoline

The DDR and a radar screen

I joined hands with the damned

I swear the crime was never planned

I keep my tongue upon the salt

With my eyes down I say ‘not my fault'

Through the trap door

Where you cannot hide

In the underworld

Where you come alive

Obsession and atrocity

Feed my animosity

Press your dreams onto my skin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Bleed for me my toxic twin

Let the Dvil in

Feed my pain God please don’t stop

Pull that chain and close that lock

Feed my pain God plase don’t stop

Pull that chain and close that lock

I saw your face at the execution

Clapping your hands for the new solution

The stampede of the living dead

I never heard a word that you said

Through the trap door

Where you cannot hide

In the underworld

Where you come alive

Obsession and atrocity

Feed my animosity

Press your dreams onto my skin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Bleed for me my toxic twin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Press your dreams onto my skin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Bleed for me my toxic twin

Let the Devil in

Feed my pain God please don’t stop

Pull that chain and close that lock

Feed my pain God please don’t stop

Pull that chain and close that lock

Through the trap door

Where you cannot hide

In the underworld

Where you come alive

Obsession and atrocity

Feed my animosity

Press your dreams onto my skin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Bleed for me my toxic twin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Press your dreams onto my skin

Don’t say no let the Devil in

Bleed for me my toxic twin

Let the Devil in

Let the Devil in

Let the Devil in

Bleed for me

Bleed for me