Silently I walk through the hallway,
a dragger held tight in my left hand.
I come closer as the sands of time suddenly stop.
I`ll I see is your body laying on the floor,
torn as your dress is the sadness on your face.
No one`s home, we`re all alone and all I can do is stare.
Memories begin to unravel my fear.
Times which you were once joyful, even as father
took advantage of your strength.
But then the length of hope and light broke on the way.
All I can do is stand still remembering the words you spoke.
You`vie never realized the abuse you put me through,
why did you scream at me like that?
Beat me like that, all I could say was sorry but it wans`t enough,
not for you.
I place the blade on your frail, wrinkled neck.
Would you believe your own child could do this?
And not feel regret, wrong...
I stopped as it entered, stepped back as you woke.
Tears pour out your eyes, and you scream.
Over and over \"you`vie killed me!\" as blood slowly,
gushes out pale skin.
I start to cry and I drop the blood stained knife.
All those times before have never hurt like this.
You run from me calling \"away from me!\"
And you left me there, by myself.
What would of happened if I have succeeded?
Would there have been a smile on my face?
I whisper repeal \"please, please forgive...\"
But thats not enough, of course.
Now you`vie come to believe the devil himself have possessed,
your little girl.
Do you love me?
Do you hate me?
Do you want me to die, like you said before?
Why do I have fantasy`s of killing us all?
Since I was a child, if only I knew.
If I am the one to end your life with the knife I let go, just try to believe,
just try.
