• Oh, child, oh child, what have you done?
    The blood on your knife says you've killed someone!
    Don't touch it, don't touch it! Don't hold that blade!
    Whenever you smile, it gives you away.

    Ah, little Sadist! You found your way,
    to banish your fear and deny your pain.
    Ah, little phantom! You smile and laugh,
    Just quench your thirst with your little bloodbath!

    Oh child, oh child, what have you done?
    The blood on your knife says you've killed someone!
    Don't touch it, don't touch it! Don't hold that blade!
    Whenever you smile, it gives you away.

    Ah, angry demon! You scream you rage,
    Why don't they listen to what you say?!
    Ah, but don't worry! You'll have your way!
    Those voices'll all be silenced someday.

    Oh child, oh child, what do you dream,
    Those times you laugh mysteriously?
    You stare off in the middle of class,
    Just what will happen in times to pass?
    Oh, sister, oh sister, what do you say?
    "Everyone just go away?"
    If you are so twisted to laugh at death?
    Then why was there sadness in what you said?

    Oh child, oh child, what have you done?
    The blood on your knife says you've killed someone!
    Don't touch it, don't touch it! Don't hold that blade!
    Whenever you smile, it gives you away!