It calls to me
Such a clean catch from me
You ask me if you want it to be
A part of the reason you're seeking to find
Inviting solutions twisting my mind
Drip, drip, feel it slip
Slipping in on you
Drip, drip, can it strip
Your fevered life from you?
Save your incision for me
Prepare to suffer!
As the razors rippin in
To the cleanest parts of me
Drip, drip, feeling sick
Sickness sighs from you
Quick, quick, enough to trick
The devils into you
Serving as a revalation
Fill your cup with indignation
Sever form the father!
They will cut you Down! Down! Down! Down!