Text: Ritual Desaster. Final Blow. Razor's Edge.

Live on the edge
Of a razor
False hypocrites
Disgusting me

When i see other people in front of me
I already know that they're lying to me
Masking their true thoughts with fake "how do you do?"
Like if they care about what happens to you

When i see other people that's cheating to me
Disgust and nausea take control of me
I feel the need to puke, i feel the need to flee
I need to close in myself where anyone can't reach

Facing this reality i'm on a razor's edge
Facing this reality i'm on a razor's edge

Live on the edge
Of a razor
False hypocrites
Disgusting me