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"
