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 smiles

A shiny love song, a quick incision
Cut him down on television

A people come to this
Beyond the age of reason
A people fed on famine
A people on their knees and

A people eat each other
A people stand in line
Waiting for another war and
Waiting for my valentine

For a million empty faces
For a million hollow smiles
Cancer for my education
Watch the body hit the files

Waiting for another war and
Waiting for my valentine