There's an imposter among us.
But no one's even really sus.
Someone's crawling through the pipe.
Shh! Who's here to snipe?
Someone's here who should not be
When will they start the killing spree?
You better alert everyone to the poseur.
But one wrong move and then it's over.
Who's tightly squeezing the trigger?
We're all trying to find the killer.
No one here looks any different.
Maybe they're all indifferent.
A dead body is found.
Now they'll start looking around.
Everyone is a suspect.
Nothing is left unchecked.
Who's the killer? No one knows.
Someone's sinking to new lows.
We're all getting closer to the truth.
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
Someone has a knife to strike you dead.
No one has a right good head.
They're stewing nicely in their hate.
No one wants to meet their fate.
You'd better not confess your sins.
This is where the antipathy begins.
Who's next? No one knows for sure.
The silence nobody can endure.
Run, run, run, feeble creature.
The Devil is now our new teacher.
What a horrifying sight.
The day is turning into night.
It's a new dawn, not for us though.
"What do you know?"
That's what they ask me.
No one here's truly free.
You're the next one on the hit list.
Everything's blurred in the midst.
The blood is up to the neck.
It flows down from the upper deck.
The night's silence breaks with a scream.
Their eyes always had a certain gleam.
The markings of something bigger.
Should've noticed who held the trigger.
