Skinsaw

Streets are laughing at my essence

Fingers are pointed at my existence

Pointing at me, though I can not see

Anything in there

I can see the blood

I love the harshness of its flood

I laugh at the knife

A blazing razor in your liquid of life

Nobody laughs at me now

As I save you all

Burning skin must be removed

Blood beneath it feeds my needs

I live for the blood

I give to the eternity of its flood

I grin behind the life

A sparkling blade in your liquid of life

A sparkling blade in your liquid of life...

Hearts stop by the power of my knife,

I am the owner of thousand souls

Skinsaw’s growing inside of me

As I die in the darkness alone

I live for the blood

I give to the eternity of its flood

I grin behind the life

A sparkling blade in your liquid of life

A sparkling blade in your liquid of life...