A Good Night's Bleeding

Far from an illusionIs the knife in his neckWhich sinks through his pillowAs the mirror turns backBehind the steady handIs our hero who's the killerCaked with coolnessHis exit is trueSo is his reason for leavingSo is his reason for leavingSo is his reason for leavingSo is his reasonFar from an illusionIs the logic that we let go ofThat sinks through his pillowOf obsessionsA scream from the basementThrew my ear to the floorWhen i began to wonderIf i was going to be savedAn act of tribulationPulled my name from his listWhile acting out my salvationOn this morning filled with mistAll in a good night's bleedingAll in a good night's bleedingAll in a good night's bleedingAll in a good night's