Eye on screen To watch them die To watch them slain To watch them down Their pain is keen I like to see people die, closely But in quiet privacy... Hidden from their fading sights My perfidious fancy... I need to watch something die, statedly Just watch... Blood red or purple dawn My morning ritual My evening ordinance My midnight possession When someone's to be gone I love to see you die, closely And no distance... Still watch... Killed by someone Raped by myself Torn by the fury Cut by your own hand This is a long end For me... I had to see you die, closely With my assistance... Hidden from your hidden sight Your blood's fragrance... I had to watch all of you die... Just watch...