Coldvein

A scream intoxicates me,
For it is not my own, and therefore, a wondrous delicacy
It's your bloodcurdling shrieks,
Which fuel my heart, burning forward through time, and reality.

I walk, because I feel your pain, INVIGORATING my soul....

"BITCH!...

YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!!

YOU BROKE ME IN TWO,

AND NOW YOU'RE ASKING ME FOR FORGIVENESS!?"

That same Coldvein which now pumps the blood of my heart,
Through the shell of a human I wear, around the demons in my head,
Now pulses malice, for all of you...

"BETRAYAL! DIE FUCKER DIE!....
BURN FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!
LIKE YOU BURNED ME UNCLE...
LIKE YOU...BURNED..ME!!!!!!!"

I'm glad you're dead, you know?...
I'm growing roses in the shallow dirt,
Where I last laid your body to rot....
I hope the thorns are strangling your tainted bones...


That same Coldvein which now pumps the blood of my heart,
Through the shell of my former self I wear, around a core of evil, insecurites,
and emptiness...
Now pulses malice, for all of you...

I was never good enough for you,
Though I did my best,
So you abused me,
Mentally, Physically,
And in ways that make a man become a monster...

"THE SAME COLDVEIN, WHICH NOW PUMPS THE BLOOD FROM THE HOLE YOU DUG IN MY CHEST,
OUT INTO THE WORLD, ONLY TO POISON IT, DESTROY IT, BRING IT TO ITS KNEES....
now pulses MALICE ...for all of you....."