Aya sliced up the disclaimer that said I do not own the rights to Wiess. Wished I owned the rights to Schu though...(sigh) Schu...
Strange things happen when you're cleaning your bedroom and listening to angsty music...this is how this song/poem came to be.
Guilty
Lying...I'm guilty...
Deception...I'm guilty...
Cheating...I'm guilty...
I'm guilty but I feel nothing at all.
All through my life I've done such hideous deeds,
Pain and destruction fulfils my needs.
People say my heart's an empty hole.
I gotta agree, guilt doesn't take its toll.
I probe their minds, get inside their head,
Bring up the memories they wish were dead.
A final tweak of the mind and then down they fall.
The weird thing is I don't feel guilty at all.
I strive for the fear.
I work for the scream.
Guilt for me is but a dream.
Stealing...I'm guilty...
Rape...I'm guilty...
Murder...I'm guilty...
I'm guilty, yes, but I feel nothing at all.
I'm quick as a flash, I'm there and then I'm gone.
Sure I have a pattern, but you'll never catch on.
You can't beat someone whom with a mere look,
Knows you front and back, just like a book.
My name means 'Guilty' so how can this be?
I feel nothing from sinning, which's what puzzles me.
Does being 'Mastermind' mean I have no soul?
This can't be true, 'cause I feel quite whole.
I grin at the fear.
I laugh at the scream.
Guilt for me...
Is but a dream.
Ok, so that was my poem on Schuldich. ^_^ You likie? No likie? Please tell me!
Strange things happen when you're cleaning your bedroom and listening to angsty music...this is how this song/poem came to be.
Guilty
Lying...I'm guilty...
Deception...I'm guilty...
Cheating...I'm guilty...
I'm guilty but I feel nothing at all.
All through my life I've done such hideous deeds,
Pain and destruction fulfils my needs.
People say my heart's an empty hole.
I gotta agree, guilt doesn't take its toll.
I probe their minds, get inside their head,
Bring up the memories they wish were dead.
A final tweak of the mind and then down they fall.
The weird thing is I don't feel guilty at all.
I strive for the fear.
I work for the scream.
Guilt for me is but a dream.
Stealing...I'm guilty...
Rape...I'm guilty...
Murder...I'm guilty...
I'm guilty, yes, but I feel nothing at all.
I'm quick as a flash, I'm there and then I'm gone.
Sure I have a pattern, but you'll never catch on.
You can't beat someone whom with a mere look,
Knows you front and back, just like a book.
My name means 'Guilty' so how can this be?
I feel nothing from sinning, which's what puzzles me.
Does being 'Mastermind' mean I have no soul?
This can't be true, 'cause I feel quite whole.
I grin at the fear.
I laugh at the scream.
Guilt for me...
Is but a dream.
Ok, so that was my poem on Schuldich. ^_^ You likie? No likie? Please tell me!
