i lay here tonight in a dark silent room,
feeling only pain and uncontrollable gloom,
pictures of blood flash in my head,
pictures of you lying on the floor dead.
Never to come and mess up my life,
i smile as i wip the blood from my knife,
your darkened red blood spills out on the street,
your colden heart stop dead in its beat,
i think back to all the pain and hurt,
As i cover your body and spit on the dirt.
From you and your game i can no longer run,
and me killing you was my turn for fun,
oh how they'll cry and oh how they'll weep, ...