Regretless murder

Lets go back to the night you took my life
Murdered me, killed me, with that knife
Yeah, remember that little blade
Remember the pathetic sound I made
Bet you felt in control
Like you owned my soul
You murdered an innocent little girl
Does the thought make your stomach curl?
Of course not!
You enjoy that thought a lot
You just stared into my watery eyes
Your soul is too dark to sympathize
you were on your daily killing spree
and thought you would start the day with me
just a little warm up to get you going
sneak up behind me without me knowing
slowly, pleasurably slitting my throat
blood- everywhere, staining my coat
you're a f**king murderer with no regret
its only a matter of seconds before you forget
all you do is walk away
and carry on with the rest of your day
ill get you in your sleep
make sure the wound goes deep
my spirit will not rest
until i avenge myself to my best
i am the dead, but i am the undead
ill make the ground your eternal bed
now i am the murderer, what have i done?
i feel sick at the thought that i found it fun
this is more the type of thing you would do
shit... I've become you

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