Wasn'T He

You rush to the door As you see a blade in his shadow. You cry out for help But you happen to be alone. You let the devil himself in, And you won't see tomorrow. I hope heaven lets you in And all of your sorrow. It was really nice voice on the other side, wasn't it? It was a really nice man you saw through the peephole, wasn't it? We've all been wrong about strangers. But with us, they weren't our life's takers. You crawl on the floor, he's so tall, You pray he doesn't find you. You go really quiet, holding your breath, You hope that he can't hear you. You ask for forgiveness for all your sins. You ask for God's hand and mercy. It was a really nice man who knocked, wasn't it? He was a really nice man when he asked to come in, wasn't he?