sitting here staring at my blood-covered hands
thinking of nothing but what i´ve seen

so i went out again, tried to forget for an instant
grabbed my victim, my work was about to begin
why me? what did i do wrong? i´ve seen

i now fight the voice inside of me that wants me to do it again
know that i must stop but it´s a senseless trial
´cause at the end it will overcome and i´ll lose
and i´m out there again - why? ´cause i´ve seen....