Wake in a haze. Was all this a dream? Searching for answers beyond my reach.
Over and over the same answers gained. Nothing makes sense with all that I see.
Blood on the ground and blood everywhere. How could this happen? This can't be me.
Torment and rage consumes this soul. The final exit is beyond our control.
Broken gla** all through this body. Blood-stained sheets.
Scars on my body. Gouged-out eyes. I feel this rage. Broken bones.
You had this coming. I feel it. You can't take it away.
Flows through me like water down a stream. Why is there blood? This consumes you.