| Blade Thin Line Between Love and Destruction |
| There's a sliver of razors that circle my heart and unless they can hear you they'll tear it apart. Thus, untill I hear your belled voice again they'll rip at my heart from under my skin. The razors are sharp and my heart is so soft and only your voice can hold the blades off. They're racing inside me, I want them to stop, But the razors wont halt 'till they get what they want. So give them your voice and give me your love, for I'm bleeding and I think that I've had enough. -Damien F. |