You are a razor
you cut me close
you are a drug
a deadly dose
you drink my blood
to make it flow
I move in
but I'm too slow
you won't say yes
but won't say no
you take my soul
where does it go
you cut it free
and drink its glow
beat me down
blow by blow
drug me up
cut me low
your steel eyes
have to know
they bring me hell
in heaven's tow
line them up
in a row
all your claws
reach in close
my heart pays
another dose
the sickly sweet
soul glucose
we eat me up
the bloody Host.
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