The bodies lay out across the room
Slowly decomposing
I am in a gloom,
and my thoughts are enclosing .
It is the doom that consumes me.
These people did no sin,
they were a very caring family to me.
I hit the gin,
and they tried to plea,
but no one could win this one
I hung each and every one of them
And ate my dinner in front of their remains,
And laughed and cried as I couldn’t decide if I could condemn it or not
I sliced my veins,
and tried to cut my stem
I just had a sudden surge of rage,
lost my mind,
and destroyed my gauge.
Yes, I killed my sweet old family who were nothing but kind
But will pay my dues as I rot in this cage that some call insanity.
