Hypocrite

Tick, tock,
Check the clock.
Time for me to feed,
and flesh is what I need.
Red, bloody flesh is my desire,
the only one that sets my heart on fire.
I always notice my body quivering,
every nerve shivering...

...Legion sets in...
  Time for the blood feast to begin

I hunger for violence,
  For throats to fall into silence.
I am Legion reborn,
  The one everyone will scorn.

Look upon me,
  Do I apear normal to thee?
No, for I have kept the secret deep inside,
  Now I have to decide.

Will this unsatiable thirst kill me,
  Or will I have to kill to be free?

I am not evil,
I don't wan't violence,
Im just...
Lost.
But thats just an excuse isn't it?
What else could I be,
But a hypocrite.

"I'll have a rare please."