Ancestral Myth - Face Collection lyrics

Let me seize your body and your mind Make of you a real work of art I am the one who can reveal you Through d**h and torture, pain and torments Please be my toy Don't try to flee I have all the required tools to fashion you Knife, razor and scalpel, nails and hammer I'm not afraid to get dirty Without blood and gore, there's no good work Now, tied and gaged Feel the cold of my blade Walking alone in the heart of the night You penetrate my territory Don't you see that I'm following you Playing the old game of predator and prey You start to run as I laugh I see your skull, under face You start to cry as I grap you I see your skin separated of your corpse Now you try to resist to me Don't you know I like it You belong to me Carrying your vulnerable unconscious body I head for my rea**uring lair Thinking of what I will make of you Excitement is growing in me I set out my tools in front of you Soon they will make part of you I install some mirrors all around Nothing must be out of your sight I take my stapler Now your eyelid will stay open We can begin I slowly take my hammer And nail you to the wall As I drill your body Spurts of blood spronkle me I begin to incise your face To drive dozens of hooks I will just have to draw the chains To pull out your skin I draw and free your flesh From your skin It's so pretty I love your distorted mask New face in my collection