Elijah
Another one bites the dust
For being naive enough to trust
The lies that you so calmly whisper
Thinking you meant it when you kissed her
Believing that life was worth living
Accepting the lies that you kept giving
And as her heart pounds in her chest
You are the cause of her unrest
A failure still, as you have won
She watches the blood start to run
Before her eyes, her life flashes not
For she’d much rather have forgot
All the hell you put her through
Aren’t you proud of what you can do?
She lies with the knife still in her hand
With bloody legs that will never stand
Her body found, a mangled mess
The problem to never be addressed
Your cruelty that will never die
Though you have a thorough alibi
You murder cleanly, without a touch
Your method has been perfected too much
Add one to your score: a victim lost to your lust
As by your hand another one bites the dust
