The Funeral Ball

Letra de The Funeral Ball

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Virgin wrists, and razor blades Dressed for the masquerade Hit the floor for their last dance Cause they won't get a second chance Mutilation, celebration Three cheers for our damnation And I think I'm gonna be sick And I'm loving every minute of it And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction The spotlight is on you now...4,3,2,1 action Upon the noose I bleed tonight And every drop is with delight Watch death toll rise tonight There's no place like home-icide Mutilation, celebration Three cheers for our damnation And I think I'm gonna be sick And I'm loving every minute of it And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction The spotlight is on you now...4,3,2,1 action Embrace your fate in death we fall The casualties at the funeral ball Enjoy the violence, come on, come all You're all invited to the funeral ball And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction The spotlight is on you now...4,3,2,1 action Embrace your fate in death we fall The casualties at the funeral ball Enjoy the violence, come on, come all You're all invited to the funeral ball