Regret

Visions of murder take place in my mind

I strip the souls from the worthless

Euphoric pleasure saturates, but this is real

These memories of conflict and struggle

Why do I feel these feelings of regret and pity?

But what has happened? There's blood on my hands

What have I done? I do not know

Recollections becoming clear, Flesh under my nails is really here

The monster that I've become

Has just done what cannot be undone

Unconscious state, who am I?

What have I done? I do not know

Massive confusion, massive confusion overwhelms and saturates, saturates my conscious

A million misconceptions feel all too real

I'm an entanglement of disillusion, blessed by virtues of strife

What of my normal life? The acts I remember

What if they don't exist? I they're not real?

Betrayal of oneself - existing - unknowing

The misuse of life has led me to this state of dementia

The evil that courses through my veins consumes me whole

I strip the soul from your worthlessness

You turn cold as I take from you last kiss.