Control - The Black Dahlia Murder

My struggle for complete control

Has transcended the boundaries of what man has known

I’d die sooner than be alone

Welcome to my nightmare feel free to make yourself at home

A world of prurience salaciously I experiment

Driven by fear of abandonment to lobotomize a dead stare in their eyes

No return from 213

Within these walls

I own your soul

Surrender now

Succumb to me Suspended in vegetative throes

Animated fuckdolls warm bodies with holes

All pleasures of flesh I now own

Their past is forgotten eroded from the frontal lobe

Kingdom of arrogance hideously I am collecting them one by one

No return from 213

Within these walls

I own your soul

Surrender now

Zombie to be My struggle for complete control

Has transcended the boundaries of what man has known

I’d die sooner than be alone

Welcome to my nightmare

No return from 213

Within these walls

I own your soul

Surrender now

Succumb to me