| I can feel it tearing at my heart, pulling out one thread at a time, | |
| It rips and writhes, torturing my soul | |
| It is my anguish, all the time Penetrating my person, infecting me as a whole | |
| Encasing all I believed in. Reducing it to one strand of concentrated emotion, Pain. | |
| pain in my head and pain in my heart it never goes away | |
| It reminds me of my transgressions, burning from the inside out |

