Aisha (Edit)

Aisha

We've only just met

And I think you ought to know

I'm a murderer

Babies need blood

I have a portrait on my wall

He's a serial killer

I thought he wouldn't escape

Aisha

He got out

We live in a cemetery

A cold and damp place

And science runs through us

Making us Gods

The rules are all Wrong

Every perversion is justified

They honestly believe dead bodies

Anything goes around here

I still want to to be human again

What am I

What am I

I'm a murderer

Aisha

I'm confused

Aisha

I'm vibrating

I'm a murderer

The Gods all suck