I feel the urge
It's something I must purge
To feel it sink
Blood stain like ink

I want to take my blade
And let common sense fade
Abandon rationality
Embrace my secret personality

The one that wants inside your home
To feel your heart
Beat
To watch as each beat it uses to try
Only means the faster you die

To watch your life leave your eyes
To hear your pained, fearful cries
Oh the bliss
It's not something you'd want to miss.