wait a minutelet the blood begin to flow once againlast stroke of pleasure then the suffering is ready to begini hope you dont think this is all just to waist your precious timeyou might have a change of heart, once you find out what i have in mindi never wanted to be part of your worldi never was part of the fabric of your worldnow hold your breath and take it in to such a dark and secret placethen let it out and suck it up and swallow everything you tastespread it wide and feel the rapture of a thousand angels songsi tap the roof, might leave a scar, but never meant you any harmi never wanted to be part of your worldand im so sick of it that my blood has curdledi never was part of the fabric of your worldand im so sick of it that my blood has curdledi dont have a fucking thing that anyone could take from meexcept my worthlessness and rageexcept to share my sufferingand i dont need a fucking thingexcept someone to share this painwhat do you fucking want from meits only heartache i bringif it feels wrong to liveif it feels right to diethen we will say goodbye