Train of thought Derailed

If I could just cut you loose
I'd be free from this noose
That hangs around my neck all day. 

It seems to just grow tighter,
My head just gets a little lighter
Oh perhaps if you run fast, you can get away!

Yet the memory will still linger
But I gave the past that middle finger
Still I fear I may have gone insane?
Damn this rain!

Oh its the shower,
Wait this ain't my house!
Wow.. there goes the power

This was not a good situation
It appears I broke into the Police station.
But I somehow have a key?

Which is good because I can't pick a lock
Barely can change the time on a clock
Oh who could that be?

It appears they have found me
though in this darkness they can't see
So who's blood shall I taste?

Here I pay homage to the reaper
for there is no price steeper
I swear it shall not go to waste

What a strange day this has been
what a beautiful taste of sin
I can never get enough

For I am the blood lust desire
consumed by eternal fire
so do you dare to call my bluff?