i'm scared of what i see

Their words are on my lips,

i can't control myself. (help me)

i feel Their hands on me with

Their fingers are in my blood,

squeezing me, bleeding me.

Their breath is on my brain,

sweet words of death run

through my mind; torturing me.

i'm seeing through Their eyes

and They see through mine.

i'm scared of what i see

this is not me, who is is?

Their words are on my lips,

such evil things i say,

i give the world Their message,

i am their whore.