Pillows For Prague - The Confession

We were supposed to be on a yacht
Headed for the South Pacific
Instead I'm on the run
Violent, and more horrific

I left a note inside their mouths
Detailing the specifics
The authorities are two steps behind
The media has glorified the killings

Nothing can stop me now
But my own thoughts and feelings
I'm a master of my craft
But I think it's time to end the seething

Someone please help me out
I lost count of the disembodied
There's several along the riverbed
And at least 12 inside my cottage

There's bone fragments in the swine pen
And 4 dissolved in buckets
One is in my basement tied to a chair
While I write this from up above it

I have locks off all their hair
Braided together in a locket
I watched detectives comb the scene
Admiring all their vomit
Question marks above their heads
And hands inside their pockets

It's not my fault
I've been overcome with guilt from the beginning
I never meant to hurt anyone
I just gave into the cravings

This is no apology
It's an admittance of psychopathy
A puzzle piece for you to seek
A puzzled peace inside of me

Written by:
Andrew Siver

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