The murderer of my conscious
my passions, my unconscious
You see, my last victim is me
For years i tortured her for thee
And now i am finally there
For the empty flesh that i bear
To be her remedy after pain
To choose insanity over sane
We aint playing Russian roulette
I filled the gun with all the bullets
Now i can show my true care
Upon her, while you wouldn't dare
Im gonna tuck her into bed
Put the pillow over her head
Sing her the song of the woods
Forgetting abt "should"s or "could"s
The last scream you'll ever hear
Then your mind would feel no fear
Is the bullet i seed in ur head
"Peace of mind" comes with blood shed