Razor Cuts (Genitorturers)

It calls to me A part of the reason you're seeking to find You ask me if I want it to be Such a clean catch from Drip, drip, feel it slip Inviting solutions twisting my mind Drip, drip, can you strip Slipping in on you Your fevered life from you? Save your incision for me To the cleanest parts of me Prepare to suffer! As the razor rippin in Drip, drip, feeling sick Sickness sighs from you Quick, quick, enough to trick Serving as a revalation The devils into you Sever form the father! Fill your cup with indignation They will cut you Down! Down! Down! Down!….. Take your communion from me Grip of desperation, tearing away Heavens never far from sin Hell will be your second skin Razor lies, I lie in wait Make the decision to force the incision for me! You ask me if I want it to be A part of the reason you're seeking to find Such a clean catch for me Inviting solutions twisting my mind