It is a desperate feeling that we all know
The shallow desire to be wanted by someone
To be loved and taken care of until death do us part
But did she ever want me?
Does she still want me after I murdered her mother?
I didn't mean to do it, no
But the way that she would abuse her precious child
She was asking for it my friends
Does she still want me?
Did she ever want me?
Because I just murdered her father
He was all too easy
Blood soaked is my wing
An angel of Death and Mercy I am fond of
Come and take my life
I have just killed her and soon to kill myself...