I hear voices they tell me what to do
Right now they're telling me to kill you
Yesterday I loved you
Today I want you dead
Beat you, decapitate you
Freeze your severed head
My family didn't understand me
When I told them why I do the things
I am told so I took their lives
Limbs in the refrigerator
Pieces in a sack
Torso in the garbage
With the spine ripped from it's back
I hear voices
Now they tell me
That I need some younger flesh
To desecrate and use randomly
They didn't see it coming