DEXTER: THE EVIL ANGEL

I'm trapped in this deep depression reaching for air in the bottomless tank. Will I ever see clearly through this broken glass? I believe everything that I can see is real. I hate everything I know to be fake. Words form at the top of my tongue. Cutting me like a razor blade. They just slip out with no warning, or hesitation. Can you hear my voice because my face is covered by this mask? I can scream as loud as I can it won't come off. Now with nothing inside it falls off with ease. I just want to be human. I don't want to be fucked up. I am alive! I can breathe heavy spitting out slaughter. Please cover your ears because what you will hear is not for this fair tale land. Please cover your eyes because there will be blood. I'll dirty these hands from the blood of my demons. They can say they hate me, but I'll cut their throats. I can't stop this sickness in my veins. I can't stop this thrill for the kill. I can't stop slicing the evil apart. Believe me when I say this is the way it's going to be. There will be no time for truth. Just dead bodies in the ocean.