Crimes of [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