Out of the valley of death,

the man turns his back

Stares up to the hills, his eyes burning red

He licks his palm, with brown dried blood

Turns, grinning teeth, up to his lord

The darkness of the night

turns bright at his cry,

So quiet but deadly

Burning deep within, and now he will begin

He cries out to his lord forevermore

It's the razorblade sigh,

shooting up to the sky

Blood on the wings, one of the kings

There's a burning within,

when the storm closes in

He is one of a kind, in the hands of time

Razorblade

His raging fire burns you with desire

As you're taken down into his gravity

He wants you now, into his masterplan

And he'll be taking you into his dignity

Tires are burning on the way through hell

Fallen angel set me free

Wheels are turning, take me far below

Holding out my hands in victory



It's the razorblade sigh,

shooting up to the sky

Blood on the wings, one of the kings

There's a burning within,

as the storm closes in

He is one of a kind, in the hands of time

Razorblade, Razorblade

you see him ride across the land

Time in his hands

The darkness of the night

turns bright at his cry

It's burning deep within

He cries for more

As I awake,

at the end of the road there's a rainbow

Slowly he'll fade , the dawning of time

On the wings of the razor ...

As I awake,

at the end of the road there's a rainbow

Slowly he'll fade away , the dawning of time

On the wings of the razorblade