fallen angel head 
crashes dead 
out of control 
lost memories 
staircase twists
darker rooms lit with left out toys 
after playing men changes toys into tools twisted playthings on the staircase fools 
whose weapons 
represents the killing game

who taught the killing game
who taught the killing game

awaken eyes sewn
wearing glasses dripping tapping 
at the temple door
locked inside
scream inner scraping tooth and nail
nowhere to go
quiet retraces forcing light tears
then pretend nothing blinds minds
closed in sanctuary
closed in sanctuary

padded walls
not quiet storms
fury burned out 
killing time

 who taught the killing game

time's taught the killing game herself
no
i taught the killing game first

passing words
distant pain 
remember trains of thought collide
no one view window
pushing faces through sharp cold glass
poke bloody holes
exposed

i taught the killing game first
i  taught the killing game first

till at last you regret
tortured animals
wake up time
beckons death upon myself
eyes travelled harden
strange no stronger feeling
tempting motion slows to a crawl
places his weaponry
and it's a trap 
let go the springs snap shut
gazes show sharper teeth
giving in to the jaws of death

i taught the killing game
i taught the killing game first
i taught i taught i taught the game first
first first"