Razorfever

Born of laughter

strangled by sin

No remorse

mistreat the soul again

No features

the blur of things denied

No return

the cross to bear is my own

Just one sip and life returns

Razorfever

The pollution of your narrow perception

Read into the lines of men's work

Degeneration: let the truth be known

Numb the pain with the liquid of fire

Razorfever burns

Born a desperation's child

admist the last descent

Fierce as that of angel's wrath

to lay the soul to rest

Just one sip

Just one more

Just one

and so my world can be restored.