A stab in the back

With a fearless knife

With no regard

To an innocent life



Ruthlessly killing

We're terrified (What terrible fun)

Now that your falling

With nowhere to run



Back to the one

That you fear is dead

The nightmare returns

So it's sliced thru your head



Warmly embraced

You will soon go away

The bloodsoaked heads

And the destitute say

Back to one



Falling to your death down below

You're dying it's the pain no one will ever know

Crawling toward the goodness of the light

You're crying out after those who may stop this fight