She Was Asking for It

Take me back, back to the scene. It's coming back, I remember her screams. The fear in her eye, the night she died. It left me empty, hollow inside. Dead to the world, I see only black, there's blood on my hands. Dead to the world, I see only black, the blood of the dead. Feelings deep inside, I don't understand Can't fall asleep at night. I try and wake in fright. Touch of her skin, next to mine. Warm and wet, deep inside. Dead to the world, I see only black, there's blood on my hands. Dead to the world, I see only black, the blood of the dead. I wrapped my hands around her neck. Squeezing out her breath. Eyes rolled back in her head. Crawling at my skin. I know now it's not my fault. She was asking for it. Memories came back to me in the night. I hear her screams, waiting in the grave. Calling out. Come to me. Come to me. Come to me. I hear her screaming, waiting in the grave. Calling out, but she's buried. Waiting in the grave. Come to me. I hear her screaming... waiting. I wrapped my hands around her neck. Squeezing out her breath. Eyes rolled back in her head. Crawling at my skin. I know now it's not my fault. She was asking for it. Memories came back to me in the night. I hear her screams, waiting in the grave. Calling out. I remember her screams, the night she died. I left her empty, hollow inside. Dead to the world, I see only black, there's blood on my hands. Dead to the world, I see only black, the blood of the dead.