...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead Aged Dolls Lyrics

Drip... drip on to the tombs of the soulless...
Drip on to your aorta...
Drip as fiery cinder
On to this sweltering town
No one gives a d___ about your end...
This is something you can count on
Drip down onto my forehead
On to my aorta
Drip as fiery cinder
Onto the sweltering town
So I'm sweet on you
I am transparent
So I'm sweet on you
I am a m_________ing ghost...
(To amuse... to seduce...)