Into the Dark
Come with me while the night is gray
No one around will see our face.
Down the alley, up the stairs
Claim what was, rightfully theirs.
With a knife, slice it thin
Then all they'll see is a little grin.
Walk away, feel no shame.
They only think it's just a game.
Come with me while the night is gray
No one around will see our face.
Blood on our hands
Shame comes without a trace.
With a silent giggle,
We'll just walk away.
In the corner, there will be a scream.
Shrug it off, like you don't hear a thing.
Come with me while the night is gray
No one around will see our face.
Their all blinded, for we cut their eyes
The truths once had, all turned lies.
Go down the alley, up the stairs
We have claimed what was rightfully theirs.
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