Re-Faced - The Black Dahlia Murder

Incriminate Impersonate

All power to humiliate

Videotaped, duct taped, and raped

I’ll fool them all and masquerade perversely in your place

I prefer to leave the facial tissue still connected to the scalp

A woman I am not but flowing locks will surely help

Rifling through your belongings

Gratuitous make up is applied

In the mirror I stop to masturbate

All while looking through your eyes

I’m you, sad but true

Your faceless body to turn blue

Take a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you see

Promiscuity

Perversion of your sanctity

I’ve framed the scene for forced pornography’s throes, you’ll see

I utilize your charms as bait

May you break a leg here upon this stage

A posthumous lead

Your most adventurous and controversial role

It’ll be our little secret

There’s not a soul that has to know

I prefer to leave the victim living so the show they may endure

Hours moaning, slowly bleeding

Chained unto the cellar floor

Imagining the thoughts you process

You’re reasoning with the insane

Abandon hope for it’s reattachment

Gender roles now rearranged

Sexual atrocities

Inheriting personality

You gave life so selflessly so I may be new, falsely

I’ve lost a grip on reality

Entwined in this sickening duality

The way you fuck yourself in mockery, unforgettable

At knifepoint I’ll ask a line of questions and I’d sure appreciate the truth

It’s nothing I’d ever hold against us

Merely research for being you

Incriminate Impersonate

All power to humiliate

I’m you, sad but true

Your faceless body to turn blue

Take a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you see?

Promiscuity

Perversion of your sanctity

I’ve framed the scene for forced pornography’s throes, you’ll see

I utilize your charms as bait

May you break a leg here upon this stage

A posthumous lead

Your most adventurous and controversial role

To who’s acclaim you’ll never know

They say the camera steals the soul