Anger amazes me.
Am I really too blind too see...

To whom it concerns I can't think straight,
My soul is empty, and my heart is full of hate...

The once bright moon dims in my sky
I find myself praying, wanting to die...

Pain fresh in rippling emerald pools of sin,
Dark bruises stain beautiful ivory skin...

In my hand I grip this KNIFE,
With it I have taken this man's life...

The cimmerian gloom, entered into my bleeding...
My entire superfluous existence was slowly torn...

Unable to cope with difficult decision
Nervous about the incision...

Body tensed with pain and anger
Unaware that she's in danger...

The pain had long since turned to pleasure
As her chromatic blood streamed...

Trees bending in the wind
It's the beginning of the end...

Romantic place
Pretty face...

Tears can not stream down my face
My mother, now in a better place...