Lamb to the slaughter senses all the danger ace to his face he be longing for survival his tears flow like rivers he tries to believe her the sweet voice of hope telling him not to bother but hope doesn't seem to be close indeed he be trying to be strong to survive at least coz death seems to be chasing after him should he hide, should he fight should he try to be nice( yeah) paradise would be safe for him but he would have to go through the pain for real he imagines where he's caught and then chopped for meat..... the pain in his neck and the blood is real then he shivers and remembered all his papa's creed it seems happiness is unreal indeed all the joy of growing up seems to be a myth and hope hope of living is just out of reach but hope doesn't seem to be close indeed he be trying to be strong to survive at least coz death seems to be chasing after him should he hide, should he fight should he try to be nice( yeah)