Pain, great whip of life
Driving forward with insipid strike
Stand tall or wither away
This whip arcs back
Commanding ever-looking
The one who is betrayed
I shall be the master, it
Now my slave
I bear the lashings' with a grin
In this fire do I build
A foundation upon rage
Traitor, and teacher
Maestro of the damned
All consuming power
Your lying throat I'll tear out
On the day, the student becomes the master
She shall realize her wish
I'll be at her side
But not as her guardian
As sweet demise
Biting the hand that force feeds
I've had no choice
Until now
I'm taking control
Coursing through veins
Corruption complete
Deceiver be deceived
As your instrument attacks