Dreams are mad for killers

With a knife in my hand
And blood on the floor
My breath is but a whisper
Screaming out for more

Time can be misleading
Guiding us astray
Unconsciously dreaming
I've slowly lost my way

So sing a song about me
As I'm going up in flames
Clean the strife start over
But still the blood remains

So take this precious dagger
And propel it into you
And with each passing moment
I know just what to do

So I'm broken on my knees
As my eyes they start to cry
Begging for one last wish
For I just want to die

By Kirsty Tremayne