Spirits of Crime

Possessed by spirits of crime
The wound she´ll leave won´t heal
I foretell a violent ending
´Cause they can´t escape from this
She´s opened too many doors
But can´t see what she looks for
She stops her watch every hour
So her time doesn´t run away
Is it a knife or a blade?
The shape anger takes
Evil rises again
It never happened before
Feelings consumed them all
She will stop the pain
A dagger cuts the air, both breathe
A dagger marks the end
No crying, pain goes away
Suddenly it happens
She turns into the thing she was afraid of
Suddenly it happens
He turns into the thing he despised his whole life