I scream and scream and scream

even as you sleep and dream.

I see them die and feel their pain.

God, sometimes I don't think I'm sane.

The pain and screams seem to blur

and that beast inside begins to stir.

The pain will come through me

and then you will see

what I went through each night

and I will revel in your fright

the fear of a creature with no restraint

a sould of black that will taint

the world in one shade

with a crimson coated blade.