i had the dream again last night
my eyes in a body i cannot control
the killing is done, so now i start eating
blood-dripping mouthfuls of bodies once whole
wordless i'm screaming, tho no one can hear me
the voices grow louder than they've ever before
they want me to finish this deed that i've started
looking down at the bodies that litter the floor
slowly i kneel down, all hope abandoned
the sickness consumes me with each dripping bite
tho turning my stomach, i feel that i need it
how sick to find meaning in something not right
awake now i wonder, have i finally lost it
will i ever return from the sick place i've been?
i know it's not normal, all the death that surrounds me
afraid that when sleep comes...it will all start again
