Genocidal Crush

<p>Kiss slit throats, mute limbs gope The wicks of an eye, a hangman's rope Drug-white nights, a supper of knives Spittle in hair, claw the air I'll bring the devil and you read the details</p><p>Shock takes hold, a gentle choke Bones grind bone, wet skin's cold Meag rubbed with salt, suck suck suck Broken necks neck, lick the stroke</p><p>Of the sighs, come sweet ills tonight</p><p>An innocent kiss turns to lust I've got a genocidal crush When it all gets too much I feel a genocidal crush When we touch touch touch touch I've got a genocidal crush When the blood starts to rush I've got a genocidal crush</p><p>Gaggle wounds, lunatic swoon A moment ache, cancerous shake Burning lust, filling the cup Beating back tears, tearing up Our visions come to life The world deserves to die</p>