Die every single one
Sweep these dead corpse
and put their lifeless body
on desolation row

Drain their blood
Burn their shrewed bodies
Breakall their faces
Let death consume everyone

A demon I am
Possesed by him maybe
My eyes are dialted
Cause everything feels so cold

I feel weak
Cuts on my body
The blood i severed
Inviting darkness in me

Blood is all i want
The young to the old
Cause i cannot contain
My sense of normal anymore

I rather feel pain
As it brings nostalgia
Of all the people murdered
From this blissful world

A memorial to the 215 victims that were murdered by Doctor Harold Shipman