How can I make
This anymore lucid
The crimes I've committed
The things I've seen
The hideous nature of these things
The hideous nature of these things
Events playing backwards in my mind
The stills and frames
Confusion
At a loss for words
Reminiscing images of a fragmented truth
Was your body really bent that way?
Disgusting.
When truth and justice prevaricate
You're death was tonight, I'll be the one they thank
When you're left, left alone in darkness
To reflect on sins that you brought upon yourself
The Judge
The Jury
The Accused
The Acquitted
She looked so good in red
That's just the way you left her
Eviscerated, Disemboweled
Dying from your love
Dying from your hate
Your means for an end
Your means for an end
Slaughtered like a lamb
But you never were that innocent
I can't shake the look
On your face
Slaughtered like a lamb
But you never were that innocent
I can't shake the look
On your face
From my mind
Get out of my head
You whore, now I'm paranoid
I would kill you a thousand times more
Just to prove I'm right
You know I'm right
And I'm not sorry
Your filthy lies
Your better off dead