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.