INTRO
Love's checkered past
Is littered with violent acts
And the blood that fills kindless paths
Each drop drawn in her name.
In this modern age
The image of father has changed
But if you're ready I'm willing to wage a gut-wrenched war
For a minute of your time
I'm done playing stone paper scissors
Gonna take that stone and bring them all down with it
Steal some scissors and cut some throats
Put pen to paper and write you a note
I won't get in line
I will not wait for this.
With my bare hands I kill
Just to be candlelit
with you.