Kurtz - Grendel

I watched a snail

Crawling on the edge of a straight razor

Thats my dream

It´s my nightmare

Crawling, slipping

Along the edge of the straight razor

And surviving

What do you call it?

When the assassin accuse the assassin

They lie.

They lie and we have to be merciful

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 truly enemies