Thirty One

Another soul lying cold on the gurney
 Just another fuckin' victim to bleed
 31 with the death toll rising
 As she fuels all her sexual needs
 Another soul lying cold on the gurney
 Just another fuckin' victim to bleed
 31 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
 Flatline into her dark obsession
 Then revive you just to kill you again, yeah
 She holds you in her arms and watches with delight
 And the thrill will materialize as you slowly start 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?)