The soft smoothing surface,
Shines under the light
Its cold surface touches the skin softly,
Shivers run through the skin
As it swift across gently
Its victim screams in fear
But their sounds are all unheard
Slicing down the soft texture
As the juice overflows the table
Covered by a red sweet smell
It shows no mercy
As its owner instructed to do
Another silent night
And cold and merciless night
Another victim lay unconscious in his bed
No longer breathing
No longer praying
Just a blank face with fear in their eyes,
No longer alive.