Razorblade Sigh

Out of the valley of death the man turns his back stares up to the hills, his eyes burning red he licks his palm, with brown dried blood turns, graining teeth, up to his lord The darkness of the night turns bright at his cry so quiet but deadly Burning deep within, and now he will begin he cries out to his lord forevermore It's the razorblade sigh shooting up to the sky blood on the wings, one of the kings there's a burning within when the storm closes in he is one of a kind, in the hands of time razorblade His raging fire burns you with desire as you're taken down into his gravity he wants you now, into his masterplan and he'll be taking you into his dignity Tires are burning on the way through hell fallen angel set me free wheels are turning, take me far beyond Holding out my hands in victory It's the razorblade sigh shooting up to the sky blood on the wings, one of the kings there's a burning within when the storm closes in he is one of a kind, in the hands of time razorblade, razorblade Death angel is coming You see him ride across the land time in his hands The darkness of the night turns bright at his cry it's burning deep within he cries for more As I awake at the end of the road there's a rainbow slowly he'll fade, the drawning of time on the wings of the razor As I awake at the end of the road there's a rainbow slowly he'll fade away the drawning of time on the wings of the razorblade