Killing Game

<br>Fallen angel head crashes dead out of control <br>Lost memories staircase twists <br>Darker rooms lit with left out toys <br>After playing mean changes toys into tools<br>Twisted playthings on the staircase fools<br>Fools weapons represents the killing game <br>Who taught the killing game <br>Who taught the killing game <br>Awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tap tap temple door<br>Locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go <br>Quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds <br>Blinds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary <br>Padded walls not quiet storm`s fury burnt out killing time <br>Who taught the killing game <br>Time`s taught the killing game herself <br>No I taught the killing game first <br>Passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide<br>No one view window <br>Pushing faces through shards cold glass poke bloody holes exposed <br>I taught the killing game first <br>I taught the killing game first <br>Tongue lash spewing red tortured animals wake up time <br>Beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden <br>Strange no stronger feeling<br>Tempting motion slows to a crawl <br>Places his own foot in its own trap <br>Let go the springs snap shut <br>Crazy sharper teeth giving in to the jaws of death <br>I taught the killing game <br>I taught the killing game first <br>I taught I taught I taught the game first