Addicted to the Red Rain

I don't know how it started
I don't know why it was
But I found I can't stop doing it now
It's just way too much fun
I like the glaze in their eyes
As their souls are sent to Hell
I like watching their last breath
Escape as I let them go
I guess that I'm addicted
Addicted to their dying breaths
Addicted to their insides
Addicted to their death
I love that last little choking whine
as the blade slides through their throat
A few more slashes with the metal
and more blood pours here forth
I smile and laugh
In sheer joy
as I watch it stain the floor
They usually deserve what I do to them
And I write it on their bodies
Write it in their own blood
As they watch in the mirror I put before them
Looking terrified and it sates my need
Painting them red, a sadistic smile
Punishing these disgusting creatures
Leaving their homes
Stained with their blood
Always gives me a rise
This is my calling
My Addiction