Villainelle for the Sick

I’m driven by the voices inside my head,

I am tormented by them in everlasting disgrace.

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)


In the dawn of night, his body lies in dread

For he was caught by death’s cold embrace.

I’m driven by the voices inside my head.


Another victim, a knife is drawn, the blood runs red.

I discriminate neither by gender nor race,

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)


For crimson is her tomb, her bed

A look of surprise upon her pretty face.

I’m driven by the voices inside my head.


Her tongue silenced, dying words go unsaid.

Her crown lost, for I have a tendency to misplace.

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)


I know not when this bloodlust will be fed,

I walk towards another town, another place.

I’m driven by the voices inside my head.

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)