• I feel like an empty shell...
    Thoughts like mine get people sent to hell...
    Only I can see that I'm really not well...
    All of my secrets I will now tell...

    I wish everyone were dead...
    Maybe just cut off their heads...
    Let the rivers and oceans run red...
    Or just shoot their bodies full of lead...

    When I'm done they'll be 6 feet under the dirt...
    Then everyone will know my hurt...
    And my gaze I will avert...
    And my attention I will divert...

    Because if I see...
    My heart will bleed...
    And I will be...
    No use to the world...

    I must fulfill...
    And inflict my will...
    I need to kill...
    Kill the world...

    I know that it's not right...
    To insist the world should fight...
    On into the night...
    And remove all light...

    No...
    It's not real...