"looking through his eyes"
		by the fiend


 the flash of a knife
 the glint in the light
 the shine of crimson 
 as it flows into the night
 
 i just killed my family 
 and twenty people i can't name
 hey, it's not my fault
 society is to blame
 
 mixing mind and body
 like mixing fire and fuel
 but it ends your misery
 you have to be kind to be cruel
 
 phallus in my hand
 i break through your skin
 cherry blood oozes out
 you can't stop me getting in
 
 i just don't see 
 why people fear
 i open the doorway
 to darkness so near
 
 you work all your life
 'til it became material
 possessions such a burden
 let me cure you of your ill
 
 i don't want what you have
 i'm not in it for the cash
 i just want to help you
 with one quick easy slash
 
 people say i'm crazy
 people say i am insane
 i just make things better 
 as i take away your pain
 
 slowly turns to pleasure
 as you slip away
 released from this hellish carcass
 your soul will play and play
 
 the sharpness of the steel
 the craft of the blade
 it's not i how you use it
 it's mainly how it's made