Little beings with hearts so cold
play with minds, actions so bold
and upon the floor the blood is stained
from the breaking of toys they once gained

And upon the tiles of the wall,
the cast of light within the hall
The demonic repose f though so young
They destroy what to once they clung

And what of me a child well loved
A life so articulately gloved
I am one of them too
but don'e you dare to be blue

Im my world the floor will have to tilt
so the knives fall and Blood will be spilt
My gain so great near the end
but then my fait surely will bend

Gluttonous child feasting on life
We see the way we cause the strife
I feast on my kill
All for me, but no one will ever have to pay this bill

But what of the ones that loved me most?
I've killed them with my poison, a toast
a toast to a  deadly brew
hate and greed, that all consume you

To begin and end the evil creed
it really is all you'll ever need.
No loss all gain
and barely any pain

But now you see
this darkness in me
and destroyed now
my poison knowhow

The end will come to all those children tonight
The utter loss a feel so blight
The tide will turn
Alone, the children shall all burn