60cm Of Steel

Enter the blood-soaked proscenium arch

Witness the sickness

Tear me apart

Tear me apart

(Take your seats, bare your teeth)

Rip the skeletons from my closet

And create an effigy

Twist together the oddments and soak them in kerosene

A room full of daggers cuts through me

But I don't mind the look of blood on the menuki

60 cm of steel in the stomach

I hate myself and you fucking love it

Grip that tsuka, don't stop spilling my guts

Seppuku, hollow point word vomit go du-du

Yeah, seppuku, hollow point word vomit go du-du-du

I've lost, I've lost

A consciousness I can't recover

I'm low, so low

Is this what you want?

I've lost, I've lost

A consciousness I can't recover

I'm low, so low

Is this what you want?

My twisted fate kicked the doors in

And I'm stretched across my coffin

Spilling ink into the wound dehiscence

The blood thins, the plot thickens

Drop the curtain

Sever the thoughts from the act

Drop the curtain

Sever the thoughts from the act

I've lost, I've lost

A consciousness I can't recover

I'm low, so low

Is this what you want?

I've lost, I've lost

A consciousness I can't recover

I'm low, so low

Is this what (Is this what)

Is this what you want?

The crowd sits silent and still

Beckoning a violent will

Each cut shallow as a breath

Life imitates art, art imitates death

Life imitates art