Aisha

Aisha We've only just met And I think you ought to know I'm a murderer Babies need blood I have a portrait on my wall He's a serial killer I thought he wouldn't escape Aisha He got out We live in a cemetery A cold and barren place And science runs with us Making us Gods The rules are all wrong Every perversion is justified The art people eat dead bodies Anything goes around here I still wanna be human again What am I? What am I? I'm a murderer Aisha! I'm confused Aisha! I'm vibrating I'm a murderer The Gods all suck --- Aisha - Death in Vegas