I stood there. Sitting. Standing.
Watching myself through a mirrored window.
Slowly killing myself.
Slowly slipping into this trance and killing.
Killing. Killing everything.
This mirrored window shows a picture of me in a trance.
No way there will be a dance.
I'm dead. I'm dead.
The rain coming. The blood pouring.
I'm dead. In a trance, I dance.
I'm dead. I killed them.
Smashed hearts. Killed them all.
Blood on my hands.
I'm done.
It's raining and I'm killing.
The blood pours.
The mirrored window smashes to the ground.
No more sound. I'm dead.
Another life lost.
Another heart smashed.
I'm killing them all.
There is blood on my hands.
They're dead. They're dead.
The rain coming. The blood pouring.
I'm dead. In a trance, I dance.
I'm dead. I killed them.
Smashed hearts. Killed them all.
Blood on my hands.
I'm done.
The rain pouring down while I'm watching.
I'm killing. Taking your heart.
The dance is done.
I've killed the sun.
The rain is coming down.
Washing the blood from my hands.
Washing your heart from my hands.
Killing myself.
Killing your heart.
I'm done. I'm done.
There is blood on these hands.
My heart's in your hands.
Raining down on these hands.
I'm dead.
