Victim of a Violent Crime

Awake
Jolted to a conscious state
Unrest
A knife jammed in my chest

Blood pooling on to the sheets
Will this be how death and I meet?
Next to me
Lies my bride a broken being
A gaze of malice coils around me
From the foot of the bed
He smiles and asks "whose next?"

"Whose next?"
"Whose the next to die?"

Not the children
Not the children
Not the children
Please God, not the children

The little ones a presented with sacks over their heads
I plead with the interloper "Take me instead"
Their time is up there's nothing you can do
Their lives will end tonight
Pleading is futile. My fantasy has come to life

To life!

Screaming for anyone to hear
His intentions are clear
Two bullets to their heads
A spray of red
Slowly dying I cry to the heavens above
"Oh God!"
"Oh God why have you done this?"

"God has nothing to do with this, your family has been slain"
"I am the one who stalks the night, taking lives in vain"
"And when this night is through always remember my face"
"Always remember I am the one whose caused all this pain"

Such is the fragility of life
I lose all consciousness

I re-awaken
The cops have arrived
There's so much blood

The bodies are cleared, I'm torn from my home
I will always remember this night
Or the suffering that my loved ones endured
The torment beheld by my eyes

The torment
The bloody fucking torment