Glance, glance I look at you passing me by You look back with the green of your eyes Seduction is just a part of the game This is the perfect night Drink, drink Drink the smile of your face Sweet invitation to come to my place Enjoy my collection Pure is the touch of my art Blade hurting the skin while drawing words Slicing you I read my poem My masterpiece starts to live on When you die When you die People Shake, shake my hand at every event You can't do a thing about to prevent It inflates my ego My vanity under the spotlights Stay, stay Stay forever on these cold walls My eternal star in the hall Steel blade in my hands Will brush another painting again Blade - hurting the skin while drawing words Slicing you I read my poem My masterpiece starts to live on When you die Framed your beautiful blood for all to see Praising up my gallery Deep red on the canvas Honest blood will never lie Never lie Blade hurting the skin while drawing words Slicing you I read my poem My masterpiece starts to live on When you die Framed your beautiful blood for all to see Praising up my gallery Deep red on the canvas Honest blood will never lie Never lie