Faces of Death

Lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Francis B. Gröss (Michael Carr)] Unfortunately, medical science cannot always have success. The moment death occurs, my expertise is called upon Hey Doctor Thank you. When this organ ceased to function, the result was death, the one reality we cannot avoid. I'm Dr. Frances Gröss. I work as a pathologist. And over the past 20 years, I've compiled a library of the many faces of death. I've seen with my own eyes a myriad of experiences that have led me to a greater awareness of the living. We have developed a world that refuses to recognize our own destiny. Many years ago, I was plagued with a recurring dream [Verse 1: Dosia Demon] There are many faces of death, maybe your face will be next Dosia Demon, Cryptik X, we are the Devil's rejects Looking crazed like a zombie as I'm screaming "You will die!" So you know that I'm not scared, you know I am the bad guy If you think you can't be touched then you better watch your back I'm creeping in the moonlight with no warning of attack I have you under my spell, you will wish it was a dream Just sit back and close your eyes as I hatch my evil scheme [Verse 2: Cryptik X] Call me Francis B. Gröss with these medical experiments Faces of Death that haunt you through your residence Come join me through the gallery of silent faces Like my name was Alan Black I'll show you all sorts of cases of death Now I haunt inside your mind Where we're all afraid to show what's on the other side But I rap the way I do to keep death in the spotlight The Grim Reaper watches over you, so sleep tight [Chorus: Francis B. Gröss] Many years ago, I was plagued with a recurring dream The many faces of death The many faces of death Many years ago, I was plagued with a recurring dream The many faces of death The many faces of death [Verse 3: Dmize] Have you seen my face? There is nothing there No eyes and loads of skin, not a single strand of hair I'm death in the flesh with no heart up in my chest Spooky things and rotting flesh in my body that's possessed Taking a pair of scissors as soon as I end the sheeples' there Leave a thousand verging pictures without a single care Temper up the flare as the bodies doubled up My faces of death are the only gods I hail [Verse 4: Ware-Wolff] Faces of Death leave you all to hellish rest Murder music at its best, feels like my mind's possessed Check me from the inside, decaying and rotting Open vital organs like performing an autopsy My arteries are clogged, blood flows and won't spill I'm like The Walking Dead so my urges aren't filled Death is all around and he has many faces Fear is everywhere in these nightmarish traces [Chorus: Francis B. Gröss] Many years ago, I was plagued with a recurring dream The many faces of death The many faces of death Many years ago, I was plagued with a recurring dream The many faces of death The many faces of death [Outro: Francis B. Gröss] Many years ago, I was plagued with a recurring dream The many faces of death The many faces of death The many faces of death The many faces of death