Part III

Wraths of unholy screams play in my mind
The video plays no more as it starts to rewind
The darkness consuming the once bright light
Even though it feels good, I know it’s wrong
No more humming whatever was that song
There’s no more time to impatiently wait
Finally I can warmly feel the infinite hate
What ever is true, I’ve known not to be right
Feeling the ripping of what was my flesh
Dropping the steel and hearing the thundering pause
River like blood runs down my body with a cause
To end whatever’s left in this life’s mesh
Blood stains on the floor near a steel knife
And a body of one’s most painful life