CONFESSIONS
Alex Webster

Crimes of passion [bad word] his mind
The anger inside [bad word] he will never find

The pain and pleasure
Of the blade
And he loved
The screams she made

Forgive me father
For I have sinned
Because the anger
Burned within

Unfaithful
He saw it in her eyes
They wouldn't hide
Betrayal and her wicked lies

Confessions
From a dying man
Listen now
And understand

Shadows
In the night
Pain
That summons fright

He looked
Into her eyes
And tells her
Tonight she dies

But to you
I must confess
That when she died
She was the best