"Playing With Dolls" as written by Jeffery John Hanneman, Tomas Enrique Araya and Kerry King....
I never thought the taste of you
Would be the only thing to make me bleed
Why am I, so alive
While you lie still in the ground beneath me?

Fear of death the dark inside
Have become your only children
They're in front of you, watching you
Lost screams unholy dreams unrest

I laugh at your god as he's passing through
Slicing at your throat to warm my skin
Never thought it'd come to this
Fuck I've gone wrong no rest

Your children still call
Can't you hear them screaming out your name?
You've gone insane, they're in my head
They want you to, die in front of me, die in front of me

Thinking why me?
Wishing this was all a dream
Insanity, reality, you're going to
Die in front of me

Pestilence is here, death awaits, your body is not of Christ
It's my alter, helpless and alone, violate, enveloped in my skin
Faceless canvass, tearing all your flesh, bathed in blood
Violently regress, death's so endless, brutal is your pain

Anguish is a game, broken and afraid, god can't help you now
You'll wish your in hell, ghostly figures are always standing still
Are they mocking me, what do they see?
I didn't want your death to end so fast, but once you start, you cannot stop

I need it now, to fucking last, die in front of me
Die in front of me, thinking why me?
Wishing this was all a dream, insanity, reality
You're going to

Die in front of me, pestilence is here, death awaits
Your body is not of Christ
It's my alter, brutal is your pain, anguish is a game
Broken and afraid, god can't help you now

You'll wish your in hell, I never thought the taste of you
Would be the only thing to make me bleed, all alone in my
Funeral home, playing in blood there's just got to be
Something's wrong with me, draining veins, it's all the same

The torture in my head, it won't stop, until I am fucking dead
Pestilence is here, death awaits, your body is not of Christ
It's my alter, helpless and alone, violate, enveloped in my skin
Faceless canvass, tearing all your flesh, bathed in blood

Violently regress, death's so endless, brutal is your pain
Anguish is a game, broken and afraid, god can't help you now
You'll wish your in hell


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"Playing With Dolls" as written by Kerry King Jeffery John Hanneman

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  • +2
    General CommentThis is my honest opinion, but almost if not all the songs on "World Painted Blood" are about serial killers.

    And this one is so obviously about Jeffrey Dahmer, even about his childhood and his first murder.

    Just saying I think that's exactly what this song is about.
    serial_killer_nothingon February 17, 2014   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGreat great song. fav on the album. thanks dutchboys for the explanation
    DOOMRPon February 02, 2010   Link
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    General CommentGreat great song. fav on the album. thanks dutchboys for the explanation
    DOOMRPon February 02, 2010   Link
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    My InterpretationI always thought it might have to do with the victim praying for God to save him. The song implies there is no God and therefore no heaven. So even Hell would be better than death/suffering . But it features the maniac killer's thoughts too. Like in the movie The Devil's Rejects when one of the killers (name eludes me) demands his victim to start asking God to smite him. God doesn't help, so the reject adds a little psychological torture to this murder and reminds the victim that he is all alone. But that is what the song speaks to me.
    DanStranger51on July 23, 2010   Link
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    General CommentAll of you guys have this thing very wrong, Kerry king himself said this song is about a child witnessing a murder happening in front of him. Just read the lyrics as if u were a child
    Crimson_Soulon May 17, 2015   Link
  • -1
    My OpinionI love this song, it's in my opinion the only good track on world painted blood!

    Let me be the first one to add a comment;

    I think this song is about a murderer talking to himself and to his victim while he looks at him while he slowly kills him. Trying to get a grip while not knowing he does is real or not and doesn't know the difference between fantasy and reality. 'insanity, reality thinking why me' shows the killer speaking out the thoughts of it's victim. 'Playing in blood there's got to be something wrong with me' is, I think, the killer doubting if what he doing is alright 'Faceless canvas ripping all your flesh' says in my opinion how the killer rips all of the victims skin and making him unrecognisable. 'your body's not of christ, it's my altar' tells of the killer feeling that he thinks that he 'owns' his victim, he possesses it somehow he thinks it's his own. And where he says to his victim 'you wish you where in hell' says enough; hell is less a less worse place to be then where the victim is at this time according to the killer.

    The whole song is about someone getting killed and the murderer somehow referring to it.
    Dutchboyson January 27, 2010   Link

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