| Razor God |
| What thing lies shining in my path? Little, bright razor come to me- Share your divine secrets. How does the flesh feel as you slice into it? Is the blood sugar sweet or demon bitter? Come tast my vein and tell me If I'm worthy to feel the pleasures of heaven Or should the fires of hell embrace me? Little man, I am safe haven- All may come and dwell in peace. The pleasures I bring are without equal. Flesh parts easily before me, Yielding to me bloody treasures. Some are sweet, some are bitter But it is all divine to me. Let me slash your wrists And drink of your life. Your worth shall I find And straight to heaven or hell Shall I send you. |
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