Chaos, mischief That is what you stand for All the bad, the evil, That is what you are
Knife sharpened My skin is cut Red-violet seeps out Oh, how deep and entrancing
Sixty thoughts All at once Each the same
What lie is next? What shall I do? How should I ruin their life?
Willing to kill Willing to die Just for a chance at laughter At happiness At love
Maniacal laughter Bursts of purple Childish innocence all gone There is nothing left anymore Except a caricature of the once living failure.