• I am tired, no doubt about that
    I feel lifeless, like a beat up rag

    I hate to watch, but seldom know
    What will happen once I go

    I couldn’t hate the pain so much
    As to kill for pleasure and lust

    I hate the way they smile and say
    Every thing is gonna be okay

    I dream of knives, sharp objects
    Even more painful things

    I wish I could use them
    to make people bleed

    I wish they would hurt
    I wish they would die

    I wish I could keep their bodies
    I’m not really sure why

    I know I’m insane, but I still live on
    Knowing one day it will all be gone

    Beating the flesh only helps for a while
    After that it’s nothing but denial

    I know because I’ve done it
    It’s a really poor escape

    I want to do it to others
    And I want their mouths to gape
    When they watch me slice open
    the other people’s heads

    Insanity has filled me,
    and to this day I know
    I will love watching them go

    I want them to know
    This is what it’s like
    To feel depressed
    But happy inside

    Happy because, I know one day
    Everything here, will all fade away
    And, at last, I will get to watch them pay