A day
a horrible day
a day i woke up
i woke up dreaming
i was a killer
killing with despise
killing for money
and i kept dreaming i killed
a poor little girl
a girl who was crying
crying her self mad
for i had killed her mother
as i was once again killing for love
a love, that
was never meant to be mine
a love undetermined by life
such a love i couldn't find
till one day..
a horrible day, the day
i killed for my first time
in witch that time turned me into to a killer
once again killing for money...
in my dream
i dreamed i found a killer who killed a guy witch guy who had two little daughters
who were crying
as is if they were dieing
i felt so bad as when i woke up
i really wasn't dreaming
the guy was in my house
witches wife who died
that Saturday night
i was the killer of that night
her husband was that guy
as one of the daughters i recognized
and the other unknown by a killer
a killer who killed with despise
i killed that guy,
when i realized i wasn't dreaming
i was awake and i was killing that guy
who one night came in my bedroom
to kill the killer of his wife.....
