The echoes creep into your dreams
Torn awake from your sleep
Unholy nightmare of savagery
THIS CAN NOT BE!
The warmth soaks into your fingers and soothes away the pain
Franticly replay the days
The tattered clothes still dr*pe your frame
Crimson cloaked memories
Blood soaked destiny
This can not be the way it seems
Incapable of these things
Lost hold of demons inside of me
(The damage done)
The desolation that's inside us
This violence lurks beneath the skin
(Beneath the skin)
Do not be fooled by the quiet
(What I've become)
This silent killer dwells within
The conclusion comes crashing in
This is happening once again!
Can it be that I am capably murderous?
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