THE RAZOR SLID ACROSS MY SKIN
A CRIMSON KISS, A DECORATION
I LIKED THE WAY THE RED LEAKED OUT
THAT DAY MY NEW LIFE DID BEGIN

A MASOCHIST IN OTHERS WORDS
BUT THEY DON'T HEAR WHAT I HAVE HEARD
SIGHS OF RELEASE FROM PLASMA TRAILS
VISCOUS PATTERNS IN VIVID DETAIL

CARVING SYMBOLS SLOW AND DEEP
SEPERATING FLESH TO SEEP
WHEN I CUT MY SOUL'S REVEALED
CLEAN IS UGLY, ONLY SCARS ARE REAL

JIGSAW SCALPING, HEALING, SCABBING
NEW LACERATIONS, PICKING, STABBING

RIVERS OF BLOOD, INFINITE CUTS
SURFACES COVERED, IT'S NEVER ENOUGH

RIVERS OF BLOOD, INFINITE CUTS
SURFACES COVERED, IT'S NEVER ENOUGH

FINGERPRINTS SLOWLY ERASED
GRIND THEM OFF WITHOUT A TRACE

I HAVE BECOME A HUMAN SORE
A WORK OF ART FOREVER MORE
I HONE MY CRAFT WITH DEFT PRECISION
THE FLAYING KNIFE IS MY RELIGION

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Writer(s): Chris Reifert, Danny Coralles, Eric Cutler