Divided by blood and by my hate Two things I never thought that should equate Instinct deceived, my eyes see otherwise Bruises tell no lies
True blood could never cause this kind of pain Deep down, trauma I've gone insane I learned that blood and hate are separate Living in my hell
Surge my blood Purge my hate I must see the end
Some fool's pain is my retribution For that which has no restitution Believe me when I say my hate is not Without extreme passion
Passion does not come without its consequence Judgment of faith by sheer countenance Stolen from me my innocence I will see you in hell
Locked in a closet all by myself deathly afraid of the dark Terrified of things that I could not see I retreated into insanity Darkness became my best friend and I feared the light The light only showed me horrors That were burned in my sight
I remember now what I tried to forget Why did you do this to me? Like a stillborn cancer a blackness sits A malignant cyst that still persists Revenge is coming for you I can hear the screams Just like a nightmare I'll haunt you in your dreams