I was born inside
A world of knives
When nobody's the same
They go and slay

I don't feel right
Cause deep inside
All hearts will pound the same
We can relate

And that is when
I fell under
Deep in a hole
Where monsters will fight back
I try to talk
But I just run
This is a war where I can be sure

I might not make it
I just can't take it
What if they all attack
I can't
Let them surround me
Someone protect me
What if they all are bad
Just than

There appears a sword
I run no more
With it within my grasp
I leap and slash
I hear a cry
It's genocide
I start to look the same
I'm not sane

Peace is all that I want
But how can I resolve
The problems you choose to bring
I put away my sword
And try to talk once more
I am not your enemy