Morally debased
Spread your fear
We live in place
Where it pays to bring tears

Stand behind
Stand behind
Oh no
You find yourself standing
Behind the blade

Once tables are turned
You look to run, hardly seems fair
Angry, upset, your plans have been overturned
You've learned one lesson, but you're stuck, can't go anywhere

Behind the blade

Racked with fear
Unsympathetic tear
One fluid motion
Too much to bear

Fallen in a chair
Sit ghostly white
Without help
You won't survive

Eyes open wide
Unable to hide
You gasp aloud
And slowly die