A young killers Heart

Dark, and Cold.
Your blood on the floor.
The knife in my hand,
As I stand at the door.

I reach for the towel,
To wipe off my face.
We have to get out of here,
Far away from this place.

Your eyes still open,
Staring deep into my soul.
Your breathing slowing down now,
This is way out of control.

We've always just laid there,
While you beat us down.
No one ever believed us,
Not in this little town.

We fought back this time,
Much to your surprise.
We showed you how it feels,
With the horror in your eyes.

Stabbed you once,
Then Stabbed you twice.
Right through your heart,
That my father is the price.

To hurt us all,
And make us cry.
Your own children,
Now we say Good Bye.

I grabbed the knife,
From Lilly's hand.
They'll never believe,
This wasn't planned.

She's only nine,
Yet killed you with ease.
Then stabbed you again,
As you fell to your knees.

You never saw it coming,
As she ran from behind.
The knife in her hand,
A young killers mind.

She was protecting us,
That's what I'll say.
Cause it's the truth,
It happened that way.

The bruises will show,
The truth that we speak.
On all five of us,
Just from this week.

She showed him how,
The five of us feel.
The inside of our hearts,
Which shall never heal.