I see you through the open door…
Blood pouring down your back,
I know what has happened.

If we do this together like we really should
Life won’t be as lonely, as it probably would

Why did you have to use that knife?
To take away, such a lovely life.

Blossoming out of a beautiful girl
So true, and new to the world

You killed her, I saw you, too
That’s why I think I saw you cry

I feel I don’t know you; you were such a nice guy
But now with your hands and cuffs, I’m almost glad to see you die.

You didn’t mean it, I know you better
That’s why I’m coming in after you.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,
Those were once the laws of truth

Friends stick together,
Through the flames

I know this doesn’t really apply to me,
But I feel this sense of irony

You got lucky, son of a bitch
This won’t be you’re problem again, it will be my own

Looming above me, from time to time
When I choose to do this crime

Anger floods me, almost like my freshly renewed blood
I loved you and I hope you enjoy what I have done.

I never felt the pain I should
But that was because I was already to you,
in your freed arms,
dancing, once again.