I’m not a monster but I’m going to kill you. I’m not a psycho I just want to see hue of your blood. My monochrome weekdays are against your full color weakness. No one’s to blame. It just so turned out.
The doors are nailed down. We are scared and ashamed. And long night is ahead. A storm is upstairs. It’s time not to pretend. No strangers, no too much eyes. Just you and me. Your tears and screams are vain. This place protects not only from hurricane.
I’m not a monster but I’m going to kill you. I’m not a psycho I just want to see hue of your blood. My monochrome weekdays are against your full color weakness. No one’s to blame. It just so turned out.
You know I had no choice, but you had no chance. Now you’re gonna die… So long! Good-bye! My best friend for tonight. It seems so pointless, what god would allow this? But we crossed the line. You know it's not your fault but it's not mine.
It will be a day, the horizon will be clear. Suffering and bloody tears will have disappeared. It will be a day when the Garden will be in bloom. Shoots of my deep remorse will grow from your doom.
It will be a day, the horizon will be clear. Suffering and bloody tears will have disappeared. It will be a day when the Garden will be in bloom. Shoots of my deep remorse will grow…
I’m not a monster but I’m going to kill you. I’m not a psycho I just want to see hue of your blood. My monochrome weekdays are against your full color weakness. No one’s to blame. It just so turned out.