Another night, another exploit, across the tracks, to the other side of decency,
Never hurting anyone, I thought it nothing wrong
These women that I rent, they bring me the only joy I know
I pay them well, and guarantee their safety
Their company is blissful, I know of nothing better
and quietly, I return, to my lonely life
Until the day the madness came
The madness took control of my existence,
I know that they are evil, I know not what to do.
I am a slave to the whims of the voices, when I obey, I know no harm
I am a slave to the whims of the voices, these voices tell me to kill
They made me do it
They told me to hurt her, to beat her, to rape her,
they told me to burn her smooth, soft skin,
Oh how her brown eyes looked as she wept,
and when I finished, they told me to do it again.
They told me to drink her blood, to kiss her tears, I said that I was sorry
A battered carcass near death, had an interesting appeal,
it was then that I realized the voices were real,
the voices were my own
Another night, another exploit,
across the tracks, to the other side of decency,
With great enthusiasm,
I had her pre and postmortem
I cut off her pretty little head,
and ate her beautiful body
I am a slave to the whims of the voices, when I obey, I know no harm
I am a slave to the whims of the voices, these voices drive me to kill