Psychotic Delusion

The Glitter and glint of blood on blade The horror and pain my slicing made I stand in the shadows, then I make my move My darkness of soul has a point to prove The hapless victim, a passer by Their innocence a simple lie Knees buckle, the blood drains away Their weakness inside allows me to play. I see their souls as I peer deep inside I see their darkness, it cannot hide Innocent? No, they’re tainted deep down I send them to hell, in satan’s pit they’ll drown They say i’m mad. They say i’m insane They don’t understand my actions are plain I cleanse the streets as I see their despair. Their demons inside, I see them laid bare. The blade that I carry is a weapon held true I cut them so deep, I plunge it straight through. I am NOT mad, I’m as sane as can be. These fools, they no nothing. They should be thanking me. I’m evil they say, I kill without thought? But, alas it’s untrue. My lesson is taught. The devil appears, he shows whom he taints. I am God’s warrior. I am Heaven’s Saint.