Appearances are deceiving Clear the table Read a Note Wipe the blood on the wall Tears falling from the sky As a cold sweat Pours from your veins Rhyme is a jumble Time is a game Oh, father, How coyly How calmly How unknowingly You fall back into her trap The riddles stream from her lips Coaxing you in The hunt is on She wants you now And nothing you can do Will stop her From winning She has you now You are at her toes Practically begging for it all When are you going to see What I've seen all along? Why is it that I Must be the one to save you? When am I going to be allowed To finally save myself?