Staring into the brightest moon,
Wheels turn in my brain
Where homicidal thoughts once grew
Have I gone insane?
This is a struggle known by few

My knifes luminous blade glistens
I turn it in my hands
My mind says to closely listen.
A devious plan
Remember those locks of red hair,
that you held so close?
She hangs from a rope
And I watch her as she chokes
Upon her insecurities
She's hurtin' me,
Inside remember all the lies
That I always told
Carry them with me when I'm old
And my soul is sold
To an evil that's greater than I,
And the Devil comes when it's my time,
I'll recall memories of your shortened life