Portrait Of The Minus Man

Portrait Of The Minus Man - Lydia Lunch

Lonesome train cries like a deadman

Bruised skin blood kissed hands

Siren howl echo parks in panic

Portrait of the minus man

Helicopters scan for perpetrators

Broken body face down in the sand

Innocence stumbles into slaughter

Portrait of the minus man

Temptation is greater than memory

Standing on the edge of everything

He's like a comet no one knows is falling

Don't know don't know

Don't know don't know

This is a devil that I don't know

Sleep the assaliant creeps toward him

Knife in teeth crusted grin

Night lights casting shadows

That the naked eye lives to regret

Neck deep in dangerous waters

A shipwreck of self in a parallel universe

Lost in twilight's surrender

He's robbing the pleasure bank

Each strangled breath

Is an angel's kiss

He's like a bullet through smoke

He's got blood in his shoes

His next victim could be you

Lonesome train cries like a deadman

Bruised skin blood kissed hands

Siren howl echo parks in panic

Portrait of the minus man

Helicopters scan for perpetrators

Broken body face down in the sand

Innocence stumbles into slaughter

Portrait of the minus man