| Song | Dead Skin Mask |
| Artist | Slayer |
| Album | Reign In Loud Bootleg |
| 作曲 : Araya, Hanneman | |
| (jeff hanneman/tom araya) | |
| Graze the skin with my finger tips | |
| The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means | |
| Provocative images delicate features so smooth | |
| A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon | |
| Chorus | |
| Dance with the dead in my dreams | |
| Listen to their hallowed screams | |
| The dead have taken my soul | |
| Temptation's lost all control | |
| Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes | |
| Lose all mind control rationale declines | |
| Empty eyes enslave the creations | |
| Of placid faces and lifeless pageants | |
| In the depths of a mind insane | |
| Fantasy and reality are the same | |
| Graze the skin with my finger tips | |
| The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means | |
| Incised members ornaments on my being | |
| Adulating the skin before me | |
| Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes | |
| Lose all mind control rationale declines | |
| Empty eyes enslave the creations | |
| Of placid faces and lifeless pageants | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Araya, Hanneman | |
| jeff hanneman tom araya | |
| Graze the skin with my finger tips | |
| The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means | |
| Provocative images delicate features so smooth | |
| A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon | |
| Chorus | |
| Dance with the dead in my dreams | |
| Listen to their hallowed screams | |
| The dead have taken my soul | |
| Temptation' s lost all control | |
| Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes | |
| Lose all mind control rationale declines | |
| Empty eyes enslave the creations | |
| Of placid faces and lifeless pageants | |
| In the depths of a mind insane | |
| Fantasy and reality are the same | |
| Graze the skin with my finger tips | |
| The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means | |
| Incised members ornaments on my being | |
| Adulating the skin before me | |
| Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes | |
| Lose all mind control rationale declines | |
| Empty eyes enslave the creations | |
| Of placid faces and lifeless pageants | |
| Chorus |