fallen angel head crashes dead out of control lost memories staircase twists darker rooms lit with left out toys after playing men changes toys into tools twisted playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons represents the killing game
who taught the killing game who taught the killing game
awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tapping at the temple door locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds minds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary
padded walls not quiet storms fury burned out killing time
who taught the killing game
time's taught the killing game herself no i taught the killing game first
passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide no one view window pushing faces through sharp cold glass poke bloody holes exposed
i taught the killing game first i taught the killing game first
till at last you regret tortured animals wake up time beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden strange no stronger feeling tempting motion slows to a crawl places his weaponry and it's a trap let go the springs snap shut gazes show sharper teeth giving in to the jaws of death
i taught the killing game i taught the killing game first i taught i taught i taught the game first first first"