I watched a snail Crawling on the edge of a straight razor. Thats my dream It´s my nightmare Crawling, slipping Along the edge of the straight razor And surviving What do you call it? When the a**a**in accuse the a**a**in They lie. They lie and we have to be merciful with those who lie. Horror, has it face And you must make you friend of horror. Horror and mortal terror, are your friends, if they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies