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.