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Description
The scars on my body,
Are the scars on my heart.

For all of the people,
Families I tore apart.

I am the monster,
Who creates crimson rain.

I can feel nothing,
I feel no pain

I hide in the shadows
Where you cannot see

Your death will be swift
There's no time to scream

You look in my eyes
There are no tears

I am the monster
Making real all your fears

I'll come through a window
Deep in the night

And that's when you'll feel it
My cold blades sharp bite

I can come to your bedroom
You won't be alone

By blade buries deep
You don't even moan

I watch as the blankets
Soak up with blood

When I hear the employers
They'll say I did good

And she's still beside you
Asleep in the bed

She won't even wake
As the sheets all soak red

I was tought how to kill
At a very young age

Back then I was angry
And so full of rage

The rage is still there
Boiling under my veins

It will only be quelled
By the spill of crimson rain

Now I am older
The best of the best

I find myself wishing
Begging for rest

People who see me
They'll say I'm to young

To have a face like mine
And be all alone.

Description
The scars on my body,
Are the scars on my heart.

For all of the people,
Families I tore apart.

I am the monster,
Who creates crimson rain.

I can feel nothing,
I feel no pain

I hide in the shadows
Where you cannot see

Your death will be swift
There's no time to scream

You look in my eyes
There are no tears

I am the monster
Making real all your fears

I'll come through a window
Deep in the night

And that's when you'll feel it
My cold blades sharp bite

I can come to your bedroom
You won't be alone

By blade buries deep
You don't even moan

I watch as the blankets
Soak up with blood

When I hear the employers
They'll say I did good

And she's still beside you
Asleep in the bed

She won't even wake
As the sheets all soak red

I was tought how to kill
At a very young age

Back then I was angry
And so full of rage

The rage is still there
Boiling under my veins

It will only be quelled
By the spill of crimson rain

Now I am older
The best of the best

I find myself wishing
Begging for rest

People who see me
They'll say I'm to young

To have a face like mine
And be all alone.