If Knives Could Kiss

 Just a gentle kiss smoothly sliding from ear to ear
Shh don't scream, close your mouth, taste the fear
Once bitten, twice shy no forgiving, hate will persevere
Feel its embrace upon your neck, try count to three
With this kiss, I give to you all the pain you've given me.

Such heartless evil always backfires, time is all it takes
When that day comes, my kiss shall end all your mistakes
Exposing your nasty soul, praying that your spirit breaks
I will laugh, as those tears you taste become all too real
Mixed with blood, from the cold kiss of sinless steel.

The amount that is bled, is but the conscience clearing
Slowly draining away, gradually unable of even hearing
Realisation will sink deep when the end is nearing,
Just don't say that I haven't warned you or anyone
Because you ruined me! now the fun has just begun.

Oh how it would be if knives could truly kiss a twisted soul
Saying "I loved you" as pain becomes too much to control
Watching the eyes plea for mercy you shall see my goal,
To feel its embrace upon your neck, try count to three
With this kiss, I give to you all the pain you've given me.