The One Left Behind
She walks into your home when you're asleep
Holding the metal in her hand while you count sheep
She'll go into your closet and grab what she wants to keep
And then she'll shoot you and watch your blood seep
You see she'll leave just one person alive
Like the murderer did to her when she was five
And then they'll do the same when they began to thrive
For the rush of having someone's blood on your hands
For the rush of being the one who still stands
For the rush of watching as everyone lands
She'll kill all but one for revenge her families murders
