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Monstrous my thoughts
revolting visions, carnage bloodbath
my dream gore soaked my hands
hallucination, or real I wield the blade.
Grotesque...mind...grotesque.
Visions murder
see myself slashing, the throats victims
my friends horror my crimes
fiendish memory, did I kill them I must know.
Did I kill them?
life long
friend out
off his head.
How can this be I butchered them
why would I slaughter them?
who gave me this knife to kill them
with, how could I chop them up?.
Survey my massacre
fragments of my comrades carpet
the ground below I want to escape
stab myself suicide wake me up and set me free.
Grotesque...mind...grotesque.
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comDid I kill them?
did I kill them?.