Sitting here staring at my blood-covered hands
Thinking of nothing but what I`ve seen
So I went out again, tried to forget for an instant
Grabbed my victim, my work was about to begin
Why me? What did I do wrong? I`ve seen
I now fight the voice inside of me that wants me to do it again
Know that I must stop but it`s a senseless trial
`Cause at the end it will overcome and I`ll lose
And I`m out there again - why? `Cause I`ve seen....
