A stab in the back
  With a fearless knife
  With no regard
  To an innocent life
  Ruthlessly killing
  We're terrified [What terrible fun]
  Now that your falling
  With nowhere to run
  Back to the one
  That you fear is dead
  The nightmare returns
  So it's sliced thru your head
  Warmly embraced
  You will soon go away
  The bloodsoaked heads
  And the destitute say
  Back to one
  Falling to your death down below
  You're dying it's the pain no one will ever know
  Crawling toward the goodness of the light
  You're crying out after those who may stop this fight