• I lay here
    In my bed
    Confused
    Deaf
    I lay here only hearing the voices in my head
    And not the cries of the ones I haved killed
    I watch them bleed
    Bleed in pain
    The voices say to me
    Finish them
    They tell me to kill
    So I kill and kill
    Over and over
    For it sooths me
    Brings me plessure
    Joy
    Just listening to them scream
    So I then get into drugs, alcohol, and sex
    Which makes me want to kill more
    So I do
    Thats my job
    Routine
    My life
    It controls me
    The voices
    The drugs
    The alcohol
    The sex
    Killing is more than a crime
    Its a way of life