There was this boy, who I once knew
He and I were friends, stuck like glue
Until one day, he turned askew
And after that, there was nothing I could do
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I heard that he had voices in his head
After witnessing a horrific bloodshed
Seeing his older sister on a deathbed
Now all he can see is bloody red
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Then one day, with his hands, created a bloodbath
His innocence has warped into the wrong path
It's all because his crimson heart is filled with wrath
Now all they can do, is fear this psychopath
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Sadly, They had tried locking him up in a cell
All because, for them, he raised hell
They prayed to god, but he was an infidel
This sorry soul of his would never get well
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All he did after that contained brutality
No deaths there, were caused by fatality
This, him, what he does, is far from normality
But it's not his fault, this haunting mentality
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I wish I knew all of this before
To change it, so no one would mourn
It's not fair that his soul was so torn
But maybe, a better life of him will be reborn
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And I just sit here watching, as I cry
Because of this, he sadly, needs to die
I could have saved what was mine
But now, all I can say to him is "Goodbye"
