Blood stains lie on the floor
finger prints on the door
with each passing second in time,
someone is closing in on you.
You try to run and hide
but there's no where left to go
it's your time to die in this fight,
you're going to be gone tonight.
No matter how much you try
you better say your last goodbye
to all the people that you love,
for you are going to the place above.
No more places to run for you
nothing left for you to do
as they get closer to where you stand,
the knife dripping blood in their hand.