Lower the Blade -

Don’t quell her flame if her name lies on the blade

Such a shame

Naked, she cries out the name’s frozen caress

Take her outside

Lower the blade

Flame in a maze, silent

Lower the blade

Just say its time

Just say its mine

This can’t contain inside, this total complete meltdown

Don’t quell the flame

Don’t freeze the crime

Sickness inside the face covers the temptress of contentment

Wet wrists quell the thirst of dehydrated lonely saddened whores

Safe the violent thoughts for the last cage entrapment

Just let the fate of what’s to come take control of your life’s past