Redrum
Silent battles being fought perpetually
No winners no losers, futility
Images melding unconsciously
Until the stone begins to bleed

The only constant thing being change
Mind alters to receive another batch
Depicting horror so common
It fails to recognize the pain

HIS-
Vision blurs everything turns red
This is a one-way ticket
And there's no coming back

Fire blazing
Muted agony
Colors changing
So beautifully...

NO WAY BACK!!!

Hot lead piercing his skin and flesh
As the darkness unfolds around him
A bloody trail leading to the corpse
Adding the last piece to the big picture...

MY -
Vision blurs, everything turns red
This is a one-way ticket
And there's no coming back