Kurtz Lyrics

I watched a snail
Crwaling on the edge of a straight razzor.
Thats my dream
It´s my nightmare
Crawlning, slipping
Along the edge of the straight razzor
And surviving
What do you call it?
When the a**asin accuse the a**asin
They lie. They lie and we have to be mercyfull
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 truley enemies