Biatch! (demo)

He found himself terrified
Crouched in the corner of his room
All his sins are being written down
A deadly list full of doom

There is no escape from it
They´re doing just what needs to be done
No one cares about the pain he feels
No one cares it´s not fun

Biting his lips
Clawing his skin
They found him, caught him
And locked him in here

Bright light shining upon his crimes
All the blood he spilled
No doubt no one cares what is feeling now
Their loved he had killed

Innocent lives had been wasted
What a terrible loss
Now there´s something alike coming
He will be nailed to a cross