The Tales Of D.I.E

My First Kill

Raindrops falling on my head,

Grandma had driven me out,

thinks I should grow up, go out

Find some girl and maybe wed.

But that's not me

I just want to play my guitar instead

The only thing I left home with

With it I'm going to make bread.

I had been walking for hours down this highway.

Noone dared picking me up

Fear of The Unknown man.

Soaked with rain.

Finally, a red car stopped,

Driver was a woman.

She had no fear, with her long perfect hair.

I entered her red car.

She said, "hello", I said, "hi"

And told her how much I loved her smile.

Liyah she said was her name,

And I told her mine, Darryl Issachar Edom.

My handsome face won her over

She told me her story, and how she was running away from her lover

I told her my story and how my father's mother wanted me to find myself a lover.

I told her japes and made her laugh.

She was a beauty. I am going to plant in her my seed

And make love to her like Noone ever did.

We came to a stop,

a solitary place.

We smoked weed as we talked.

She was excited, she spoke with a fast pace.

The right time for me to make my move

I went in for a kiss

But she slapped me

She only wanted to smoke her weed

My hands were on her legs

She started shouting at me,

"Asshole! Fucker! Go home and jerk off!"

Just then I snapped, my humanity turned off.

Anger from nowhere.

My hands, my huge hands

Went to her throat and started squeezing, squeezing, squeezing.

She started fighting for her life

Scratching me, begging me, I even heard her say she'd gladly share her sex with me.

I tensed my hands more.

She already said no to me.

She was sweating, I was sweating.

She was dying, I had an erection

Her beautiful eyes looked at me, pleading.

I just could not stop

Her face went pale

This is my first kill...

I killed a girl and I loved it

But what would the law do, if they find me,

What have I done?

Where should I go?

Where should I run?

Then the thought came.

I took off all my clothes

I started cutting

I cut all her fingers and toes

Her hair and soles.

I cut her head and legs and hands.

Blood everywhere, her entrails fell out

I threw her body parts at different places

For when they come seeking her out.

I torched her car, left it in flames.

I cleaned up, dressed up

And with my guitar on my back,

The only thing I left home with.

I left her behind, I didn't say goodbye, she didn't give me her number

but she said her name was Liyah,

And I know I was her first love.

And she, she was my first kill.

I am sorry Liyah.

I Am Sorry.