On the edge

**(Intro – metallic knife sharpening, frantic drum & bass beat kicks in)**

**Verse 1**  
Spin the steel between my fingers,  
You’re the canvas, I’m the art.  
Every cut’s a whispered riddle,  
Let me see you fall apart.  
You thought you’d run, you thought you’d fight,  
But you’re just a doll in my light.  
I’ll carve a grin upon your face,  
Watch you stumble, lose your pace.

**Chorus**  
One slip, one trip — you’re hanging  
By a thread of skin and fear.  
I’ll push you closer to the nothing,  
I’m the last voice you will hear.  
One slip, one trip — you’re fading,  
Dancing where the shadows spread.  
I’ve got you balanced on the razor,  
Soon you’ll tip and join the dead.

**Verse 2**  
I could end this in a heartbeat,  
But the fun’s in making you crawl.  
Love the sound of ragged breathing,  
The little twitch before the fall.  
I trace your ribs like a treasure map,  
I gift you wounds, you gift me claps.  
My blade’s a tongue that tastes your dread,  
I’ll lick the salt off when you’re dead.

**Chorus**  
One slip, one trip — you’re hanging  
By a thread of skin and fear.  
I’ll push you closer to the nothing,  
I’m the last voice you will hear.  
One slip, one trip — you’re fading,  
Dancing where the shadows spread.  
I’ve got you balanced on the razor,  
Soon you’ll tip and join the dead.

**Bridge** *(slow, menacing, then tempo explodes)*  
Feel the point beneath your chin —  
A cold kiss on your trembling skin.  
I decide the final scene,  
Crimson queen, your final scream.  
Now scream!

**Chorus** *(faster, with echoes)*  
One slip, one trip — you’re hanging! *(hanging!)*  
By a thread of skin and fear!  
I’ll push you closer to the nothing,  
I’m the last voice you will hear!  
One slip, one trip — you’re fading! *(fading!)*  
Dancing where the shadows spread!  
I’ve got you balanced on the razor,  
Soon you’ll tip and join the dead!

**Final Chorus** *(screamed, glitchy breakcore wreckage)*  
ONE SLIP, ONE TRIP — YOU’RE HANGING!  
BY A THREAD OF SKIN AND FEAR!  
I’LL PUSH YOU CLOSER TO THE NOTHING,  
I’M THE LAST VOICE YOU WILL HEAR!  
ONE SLIP, ONE TRIP — YOU’RE FADING!  
DANCING WHERE THE SHADOWS SPREAD!  
I’VE GOT YOU BALANCED ON THE RAZOR,  
SOON YOU’LL TIP AND JOIN THE DEAD!

**(Outro – a flatline beep, then silence)**