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