Aisha
We've only just met
And I think you ought to know

I'm a murderer
Babies need blood


I have a portrait on my wall
He's a serial killer
I thought he wouldn't escape

Aisha
He got out




We live in a cemetary

A cold and damp place
And science runs through us
Making us Gods


The rules are all Wrong
Every borrusion (??) is justified

They honestly believe dead bodies
Anything goes around here




I still want to to be human again

What am I?
What am I?
I'm a murderer





Aisha
I'm confused
Aisha

I'm vibrating




I'm a murderer
The Gods all suck