I was in a room, A dark empty room. I took a step, In some goo, I looked to see, Coppery blood. The blood of the betrayed, Now my blood must join it, I looked around the room, I see his finger, I take the finger, I scratch my wrist with his long sharp nail. The blood begins to ooze from my wrist, And I begin to wonder, What will the police think? Will they think I was betrayed, Betrayed by my friends? Betrayed by my race? The human race, I was betrayed by my race, My race being the human race. I fell, my body becoming light, I fall, and all goes black, Now I'm with my friend, In the world after life.
