Pissing Razors

Living in the depths of what you can't see before you
Do what you need to succeed
Stab and kill at will
Rise inside and find i will be waiting
I want to kill you, I want to kill you
Trusting you is like a disease
My fists will cure you
No sympathy as you live and breathe
You can't bring me down
Die right now your time is running
This bind your burning, your soul is turning