It had come Like the flood Letters from a man I've never heard of In full detail These grisly crimes The innocent Have no time As each day passes by A new letter arrives More grisly acts Confusion sets in The unmarked sender An unknown man Seems so familiar Yet so abstract As I lay down to rest I begin to enter this trance Envisioning these crimes It seems like I just can not hide I wake up Blood stained hands What could have Gone so wrong I survey the scene What does this all mean Is this just a dream Was this really me As I reflect On all my visions This unknown man Begins to take form As these images Become clearer I see now With no doubt that I am the sender Unaware of my crimesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
