Sins Of My Mind

March 25, 2012
I can feel my aura flow up from my feet
thoughts of murder manslaughter,
Ideas so sweet

And when I slumber on my bed tonight
I await the coming of killing time
And when I burn his carcass to ash and dust
I'll forever taste the tang of murder on my tongue

Oh what a way to live
An intriguing means of life..
to take that of another
Feels not insanely, but morally right.

And as I walk with my head up high,
it's highly unlikely that no one will die.

For I follow the orders,
as they have been given
From the voice inside my head,
In contemplation of my sins.

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