Ripper's Obsession

 Is it deeper than it’s dark or darker than it’s deep
In this pit of hell where I find no sleep?
Is it sins of the past or future ones I fear?
Evil compulsion drawing ever near

The hilt of guilt protrudes from my breast
The blade within denies me rest
Sorrows swell as tear drops fall
To mend yesterday I’d give my all

But those waters have sped swift away
No man can recall a single day
And put to right what was done wrong
Now sings this dirge, this woeful song

And future wrongs in spite of trying
I find myself a soul complying
Am I that wicked? I couldn't be
Yet conscience screams look now and see

My dark obsession drives, though unwilling
I must continue the stealthy killing
Eternal hell I've surely bought
Now pray to god I soon get caught