I'm feeling the shivers down your spine and your skin slowly consuming. It's me, it's me here outside, it's me wrenching the thread that binds me to you. And you know this is for you. You know... It will be just like this that you'll show me the worst of you. You won't say "It's not my fault" You won't say "It's not my fault" No! I'll have all your faults and sins in front of me, I'll see your sores cause you'll once again show them to me with neither shame nor pity. These are the words written in [bad word] through my veins. I must set myself free, cause I'm the one done for. You would deserve to feel the way I do but I can't let you carry on with this game.
But I won't lose control this time. All you caused will pulse to the sound of my heartbeat and I know I'll have my revenge, I won't let this lack turn to hate, I won't feed myself with tormenting thoughts, I won't fill the void you left with regrets.