There`s never enough knives
There`s a statistic of people being murdered
Since the beginning of time
Multiple weapons and methods have been practiced
But there`s only one number one

Those can be found in the darkest of prisons
Always ready to the task
Effective infection turns lethal if wounded
By staining the blade with your shit

Embraced by the shadow of murder
No compromise
Blood splattered all over objects
A passional crime
No sound but only the screaming
A silent device
The maximum pleasure of killing
By stabbing someone

Insertion, deep inside the human body
With no incitation
Descending cuts, from a sharpen object
Forensics at the crime scene
Blood stains from the stabbing motion
Lead us to conclusion
The final moment, of this severed person
Takes us to an horrid scene

There’s satisfaction in the action of ruthlessness
No need to use gun control
A small dedication for knives in this sharpened waltz
Those that enlightened our hearths

Embraced by the shadow of murder
No compromise
Blood splattered all over objects
A passional crime
No sound but only the screaming
A silent device
The maximum pleasure of killing
By stabbing someone

Insertion, deep inside the human body
With no incitation
Descending cuts, from a sharpen object
Forensics at the crime scene
Blood stains from the stabbing motion
Lead us to conclusion
There’s never enough knives