One Sharpe Knife - Demented Are Go

Lying there with my back on a rack

Hole in the corner, my head in a sack

Flat on my back, neck on a block

One sharp knife buried in my wife

Lying there with a ring on her finger

Dying to tell me of her competent lover

If she gives me kisses, chains and three wishes

One sharp knife buried in my wife

She screams and she whores

While unjarring doors

Late last night in the middle of the night

She took the kitchen knife

Kitchen yellow knife

Buried in my wife, buried in my wife

Opened her mouth with a razor blade

Fighting and scratching in a blood red rage

She gives me kisses, my knife never misses

One sharp knife buried in my wife