Valentine

The razor bites and the shrieks subsides

He arches clutching at his sides

Across the floor, across the tiles

The man is dead and the razor smiles

A shiny love song, a quick incision

Cut him down on television

A people come to this

Beyond the age of reason

A people fed on famine

A people on their knees and

A people eat each other

A people stand in line

Waiting for another war and

Waiting for my valentine

For a million empty faces

For a million hollow smiles

Cancer for my education

Watch the body hit the files

Waiting for another war and

Waiting for my valentine