What have I done? I never wanted this
Now that they're gone something feels amiss
Hands are stained red, blood of all my victims
Full of regret, someone stop these symptoms

For so long now I was taught
This was the [bad word] ending to the plot
Silence fills the empty halls now
This is the ending I've got.
Echoes of his biting words
Accusations full of bitter loathing
Write them in my empty heart then
Leave me here to rot.

Now I know that I'm alone
He tried to stop me where I stood,
But I still "won" the game.
Should I feel victorious at what I've done right now?
I had to give it my all 
They wouldn't stand for less
My hand was moved against its will
If I could go back I'd change my actions then somehow.

You're gone my friend
Now let this end.

What have I done? I never wanted this
Now that they're gone something feels amiss
Hands are stained red, blood of all my victims
Why can't it end here and now?

So in the end this was my [bad word] judgement
Never to rest since the day I fell.
All those lives lost; Conflicted emotions
Save a seat for me next to you in [bad word]