Look into the mirror a stranger stares back,
who are you really?
Something as quiet as a hiss says Kill.
Silence masks the thrill.
Enjoy the scream, channel the pain, I am sick to my stomach.
Love me or hate me you can't tell.
I am the dark passenger, I say what I mean,
That shot of whiskey as dirty as it was,
Blood runs down the street.
Pointed sharp silver it is,
Cuts easy and nice,
I savor the liquid I like to slice.
Walls are stained with red not mine,
The enemy stands no more,
Faith happened and took its course,
I cut the crop at source.
who are you really?
Something as quiet as a hiss says Kill.
Silence masks the thrill.
Enjoy the scream, channel the pain, I am sick to my stomach.
Love me or hate me you can't tell.
I am the dark passenger, I say what I mean,
That shot of whiskey as dirty as it was,
Blood runs down the street.
Pointed sharp silver it is,
Cuts easy and nice,
I savor the liquid I like to slice.
Walls are stained with red not mine,
The enemy stands no more,
Faith happened and took its course,
I cut the crop at source.
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