15 March 2013
I very rarly do this. Tap into one of my schizophrenic sides that is. Lets see what's there
The clouds whisper cold dark thoughts in my dreams People all hate my crimes, it would seem The dagger held tight, I'm holding it high Plunging it deep, I'm watching you die You're only the first, you won't be the last I'm too drunk on hate, they'd better run fast The rush from pursuit, it flows through the vein Beware when I catch up, for I'll make it rain Twelve bodies lie 'round, and then I awake I stand ankle deep in this deep blood red lake I cannot believe what the other side did here I am now Hyde, and the rage becomes fear
The Beast Inside • Opuss № I