It would be so easy
To simply grip your neck and twist..
Snap myself out of the moment,
Though my conscience will persist.
Insincerely yours, I'll battle desire no more,
I no longer carry the will to resist temptation to kill.
So often I imagine the life leaving your eyes,
And how the joy would fucking overwhelm me,
So fondly I dream of watching you die.
Insincerely yours, I'll battle desire no more,
I no longer carry the will to resist temptation to kill.
Your eyes, they beg me for death,
I can only choose to accept,
So long I've awaited the flood
From spilling your tears and blood.
Spill it.
Tears and blood.
Living in fear, bleeding for years,
I regretfully inform you I have grown insincere.
Insincerely yours, I'll battle desire no more,
I no longer carry the will to resist temptation to kill.
Your eyes, they beg me for death,
I can only choose to accept,
So long I've awaited the flood
From spilling your tears and blood.
Insincerely yours, I admire your lifeless corpse,
No regret for what I have done,
My pleasure has only begun,
Do you see what I've become?
Finally choosing not to run,
I welcome the oncoming flood,
I'll bathe in your tears and blood.