I hear her pleas but I don't stop cutting

In a heart of a broken world the voices whisper

Do you know how it feels to lose someone close

Maybe you were looking for something else

But I am not here

He is not here

What's a worth without a purpose

He prays on the heart of the weak but in his stand

comes the pain of the unworthy

If you are looking for the cat

He does not want to make himself clear

It's fine though

You being here is good enough

Perhaps

Here is a reward for your troubles

Ha ha ha

You know him Maybe next time

Keep breathing little one your air never runs out