Song Of A Serial Killer

I made a mask of your skin
I made it grin, I made it laugh
All emotions you never felt
I gave those all to you

Your dead body still in my closet
Mere skeleton for my collection
Your mask still gives me pleasure
I love to make it smile

All those times you screamed
All those times you cried
Don't you worry anymore
I took care of your problems sun

I really wish I had known
How fun it's to play
With mask made of you
God, I would have killed you earlier

Smile, smile, smile, smile
Smile with your empty eyes
You never loved me, never cared
Now we are one, now you love