Severing the ties, is like severing heads
Its your unkept words that put you in this grave
Fade away before your forced out, your true self exposed
Bare the pain, of the knives buried in my back
I’ll slit your throat with them and carve traitor in your name
This is the end of the world
My name — like razor blades, in your lying throat
You’ll swallow lies, delivered through your lying, crooked teeth
PA-RA-SITE
Parasite
These razor blades fit nicely in your lying throat