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