All Rise, This Court is Now Back in Session.
Last we heard, you gave your word, that this murder was not your doing.
You swore to god, that you're not a fraud, and did quite a good job with the wooing.
But there is a slight technicality to the legality of testimony in which you gave.
You see, you played their hearts, but you forgot the part, that our next witness is about to say:
He slashed and maimed, she cried and begged, but all I could do is watch.
The pity I felt, the beatings he delt, I was frozen in my spot.
With a fiercefull growl, she let loose a terror filled howl, which sent shivers down my spine.
Then his hand came forth, and with a slight flurish, broke the chorus of her screams in the night.
It was like an art, the crimson arc, that exploded, abrutly ending that ghastly tune.
His smile contrasted wonderfully with the bloody mist that perpetually sprayed from her neck's gushing wound.
When at last her body fell limp, like a worthless gimp, soiled in her own juices,
I realized then, as I stood stricken, that I was completely useless.
So I come to attest, least this womans death weigh heavily on my fractured mind
The one who did it, who pushed mortality's limit was no other than ME, you'll find.
Check my prints, they'll match, the same ones found on the gash, left by my shiney blade.
It was me, It was me, Let that man go, It was me, lock me up and throw the key away!
I deserve to burn, I deserve nothing more, for this horrid crime I have committed.
I have a problem, give me a straight jacket, bring it now, lets get me fitted.
My mind is broken, and as a token, of the murder we are here to explain,
I took her life, with this very knife, go ahead, check the DNA.
I shall fight no more, you have won the war, I confess to this crime.
Take me now, throw me in a cell, let me serve my time.
Last we heard, you gave your word, that this murder was not your doing.
You swore to god, that you're not a fraud, and did quite a good job with the wooing.
But there is a slight technicality to the legality of testimony in which you gave.
You see, you played their hearts, but you forgot the part, that our next witness is about to say:
He slashed and maimed, she cried and begged, but all I could do is watch.
The pity I felt, the beatings he delt, I was frozen in my spot.
With a fiercefull growl, she let loose a terror filled howl, which sent shivers down my spine.
Then his hand came forth, and with a slight flurish, broke the chorus of her screams in the night.
It was like an art, the crimson arc, that exploded, abrutly ending that ghastly tune.
His smile contrasted wonderfully with the bloody mist that perpetually sprayed from her neck's gushing wound.
When at last her body fell limp, like a worthless gimp, soiled in her own juices,
I realized then, as I stood stricken, that I was completely useless.
So I come to attest, least this womans death weigh heavily on my fractured mind
The one who did it, who pushed mortality's limit was no other than ME, you'll find.
Check my prints, they'll match, the same ones found on the gash, left by my shiney blade.
It was me, It was me, Let that man go, It was me, lock me up and throw the key away!
I deserve to burn, I deserve nothing more, for this horrid crime I have committed.
I have a problem, give me a straight jacket, bring it now, lets get me fitted.
My mind is broken, and as a token, of the murder we are here to explain,
I took her life, with this very knife, go ahead, check the DNA.
I shall fight no more, you have won the war, I confess to this crime.
Take me now, throw me in a cell, let me serve my time.