She is coming home, husband holding the knife,
Ready to cut her throat!
Saw is prepard,plastic bag too
He got rid of the body, in the minute or two!
(Chorus)
He comited homocide, for what?
Turned to monster, for nothing!
One life has vanished, for what?
From his life left nothing!
MANIC DEPRESSION - TO BLAME!!!!
Cleaning the bloody mess, with her dress,
don't know where to hide,
chill is slowly going through his spine!
Now,roaming trough the city,
Don't know where to go, don't Know where to hide!
Seeing blood everywhere,
her eyes still wide open stare!
With pain in his heart,
and pain in his soul,
preparing to make one more shot,
preparing to go!