Crystal clear tears,
Are dripping down my face.
Crimson red tears,
Are dripping from my hands.
Standing over your motionless body,
The devils voice sings again.
He told me to take that knife,
And drive it though your chest.
Told me to take that rope and
Wrap it around your neck.
The evil voice that’s stuck in my mind,
The voice that’s there all the time.
Devils voice is always with me,
Lingering through every part of me.
I start to shake,
I drop the knife.
Thinking about the time,
You cursed me evil names.
The time you kicked and screamed at me.
And told me I’m the one to blame.
The devils voice shows again,
He tells me I’ve done right.
Now at least when I go to sleep,
I know I will be all right.
I curl up beside your body,
And whisper “good nightâ€
I hope I don’t wake up,
I wish the devil to take my life.
