Switchblade To Soul lyrics
switchblade to soul, little darlin'
switchblade to soul even the sharpest knife still needs a hand's control a wrist to take its slice a heart to take its hole the dying drops of life are carved in fine detail and to the vicious mind all other visions pale the swift caress of steel red hot and icy cold will be the last you feel the final thought you hold
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