In These Rooms Lyrics

I slit his throat, spit into his eyes
And waited three days until the maggots appeared
And I really believe that what I had done was right
That he deserved to die in my hands
And I'll never forget that stupid look on his face
As the bright fluid ran from the parted flesh
And the confusion that I felt as he tried to talk to me
As if talking would make a difference...
And the day arrived when we became all the things we hated
And somehow we had to learn to love these new things
But this wasn't nearly as difficult as we had imagined
It was like walking into a cold wind
A wind that burned away our senses
So off we went, amorphous, all smiles
Fearlessly forgetting our sins