I stand on the edge of [bad word] emotionally ruined
By the warmth I most desire
I will not fall prey to love of a human kind
for love is weakness;
Love is the fall of every man
Take this heart you ve claimed and as it numbs your hands
Know the flame is dead and will no longer burn
This body will never pain again
This mind knows no wound
Though I am of flesh this flesh will not consume me
As it has destroyed so many before
This body will never pain again
This mind knows no wound
The flame is dead left only with ashes of memories
That renew my faith in hate and my faith in myself
Nothing can break me
This heart remains free from the burden of love
Yet this heart will be sustained
No hope [bad word] I fill my heart with strength