His little whispers, Love Me. Love Me.
That's all I ask for, Love Me. Love Me.
He battered his tiny fists to feel something.
Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something.
 [bad word] 
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window...

That night he caged her [bad word] and broke her.
He [bad word] closer.
Then he stole her.
Violate wrists and then her ankles
Silent Pain
Then he slowly saw their nightmares
Where his dreams.
 [bad word] 
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the windows

I will
Hear their voices.
I'm a glass child.
I am Hannah's regrets.

How should I feel?
Turn the sheets down.
Murder ears with pillow lace.

There's bath tubs
Full of glow flies.
Bathe in kerosene
Their words tattoed in his veins, yeah.