Slaughter - Existance

Two common kids were looking for fame,

Happy and pleased with the hiding game,

Books in a mess, have spoke through the gun

And we all had nowhere to run

I believed in you God for so many days,

I believed but you were made into fear and pain

Firing at us till shoot guns felt light

Then suicide would set it all right

My old friend’s blood wet the dirty floor

What to do?

To hide at the door?

I believed in you God for so many days,

I believed but you were made into fear and pain

Slaughter !

Slaughter !

The killer’s voice

Left us no choice

Behind these shelves we were not ourselves

Not anymore

Slaughter !

Slaughter !

The killer’s voice

Left us no choice

With death in view

Laughing at you

Killed by their anger,

We were in danger

I did not die in this pond

Of blood