Your knife, my back,
It doesnt get any better after that,
My blood, it splatters the walls,
My screams, travel down the halls,
And now you have to drag my body,
down to the river,
Where you can hide your deathly sin,

its okay,
you didnt mean to hurt me, i know, you only wanted to make me bleed
but now I'm dead, *******,
and now I'll haunt you,
until the guilt kills your stupid ***,
and then you'll know,
what it feels like,
to be stabbed,
straight in the back,
with a cold blade,
feels great, huh love

now you're dead,
oh what a mistake I've made,
now we fight even after the grave,
in the place we've called home,
hell, we are in hell,
because of your stupid ***,
now i'll brand you with this coal I found
for you shall pay for the blade that was plunged into my back,
without even a second glance after the deed was done.