Valentine

The razor bites and the shrieks subsides
He arches clutching at his sides
Across the floor, across the tiles
The man is dead and the razor smilesA shiny love song, a quick incision
Cut him down on televisionA people come to this
Beyond the age of reason
A people fed on famine
A people on their knees andA people eat each other
A people stand in line
Waiting for another war and
Waiting for my valentineFor a million empty faces
For a million hollow smiles
Cancer for my education
Watch the body hit the filesWaiting for another war and
Waiting for my valentine