I see a vision

Daydreams of something I need

Before I wake from this daze

My sense of wrong has depleted

Memory under amnesia

I must have this flesh



Fallen to psychosis

No way can I comprehend

I've lost all control over

Actions you can't prevent

Memory under amnesia

I must have your flesh



I turn to face you

The lifeless color of skin

A victim of another

That resides within

Memory under amnesia

I must have her flesh