Checkered board feelings
All black and white
Cut with the blade
In the dark of night

Stripped to the core
Bound by the heart
Knocked to the ground
Piercing every part

Turn the other cheek
Crippled by the sores
Impressions left behind
Blood out the pores

Hear the crying lamb
Slaughtered in the pen
You are such an animal
Killing is a sin

Haunted by my ghost
Lurking in your dream
Sliced your own wrist
No one hears your scream