Kenziner

The Razor's Edge

Kenziner


The voices started one Sunday morn 
As the priest was praising her god's first born 
They told her what to do, the time and the place 
The words from beyond urged forth with haste 

She said, tell me once, tell me again 
How I can serve, to pay for my sins 
With the razor's edge, with the razor's edge 
With the razor's edge, with the razor's edge 

The voices grew strong, louder every day 
She could not believe, what they did say 
To kill her own two sons, and take her own life 
It was the holy words, for the holy night 

"GIVE THEM THE RAZOR'S EDGE" 

She did as she was told then cried herself to sleep 
And when she awoke she saw her own deed 
The voices promised, god said it so 
Her turn was due, this she did know 

She said, tell me once, tell me again 
How I can serve, to pay for my sins 
With the razor's edge, with the razor's edge 
With the razor's edge, with the razor's edge 

With the razor's edge 
With the razor's edge 
With the razor's edge 

The voices promised 
With the razor's edge 
God said it so