Lyrics of St. james

Now i don't know if this is something to be concerned of, but i've got these ideas of murder.
I keep hearing these voices in my head and i keep checking for monsters under my bed.
Cause they said, they said i was pure,
They said i was cured. but unsure,
If i would use this gift or abuse it.
So i decided to bury the evidence.
When i awoke it was evident, this was a message, yes but this was not heaven sent.
And i spent my days and my dreams and i've spent my nights awake figuring out what it means.
When i awoke things weren't the same, i hear something dark its calling my name.
St.james, st.james, st.james st. james