The Psycho Sings

I wanna see you cry,

I wanna see you die,

I wanna kill you in my web,

My dear fly.

I wanna cut your head,

And suck your blood

Wishing to see the colour,

The colour of red.

I wanna see you in pain,

Crying in vain

And see all your clothes,

Fully blood-stained.

I wanna see all your blood spilled,

And finally get you killed,

Though I know,

That this is all my guilt.

I am sorry, what?

Oh, if I had a heart?

Well, I had one, long back

And someone like you made it rot.

So, I wanna see you cry,

I wanna see you die,

I wanna kill you in my web,

My dear fly.