Behind These Eyes

Behind these eyes is a dark room,
Where many of souls have met doom.
Where pools of blood have aroused,
The very monster inside me thats housed.
Behind these eyes many have died,
Many have ran, but they couldnt hide.
Hunted down, then torn apart,
Behind these eyes...I ate their hearts.
I ripped them open and tasted their life,
Then fucked their guts with an old knife.
Behind these eyes I've seen many fall,
Behind these eyes is nothing at all.
No pain,
No care,
No refrain,
Just eyes that stare.
Nothing but rage built up inside,
Nothing but actions that i've denied.
Sometimes i watch people, coming and going,
Then kill them...whithout them even knowing.
Behind these eyes i find salvation,
The only place i can give in to temptation.
Sometimes I sit here for hours and hours,
Bathing naked in bloody showers.
Thinking of bodies hanging by chains,
Tasting the beauty in their mangled remains.
Behind these eyes lies no emotions,
Just pools of blood that could fill the oceans.
No sence of remorse, just need to make dire,
Nothing but need to feed this desire.
This desire for pain and giving it back,
For a bloody reign and fearful attacks.
I dont know why its still inside me,
Feels much more like IT has confined ME.
It feels like there's someone taking my shell,
And IM just the voice inside it that dwells.
Behind these eyes I hear nothing but cries,
Men....Women...Children.....
Or maybe my own.. behind a disguise