CHARMING RAZORBLADES

C H A R M I N G R A Z O R B L A D E S (luminatina★) Can I cut your throat, please? And spill your blood in my hands, too. How I love to slice that filthy flesh And spurt your blood and play with a few. Can I tame those eyeballs out? And let the dogs eat them fresh and raw How I love this, no doubt Your socket and veins in awe. Can I cut off your head? And roll it on the floor, like what I said Your blood spirting and spilling, How I love this quirkiness and sighting! Will you let me? Can I? No, that isn't a request. Run, now, my baffled guest.