As I lay on my bed in the dead of the night;
you are next to me I look at you with malevolence
There is no hamlet in this fucking world
for a fracturable heart like mine.
I cannot eclipse my vacillation,
That's when the derangement comes out to enact the ominous in my quintessence.
While you're laying close to me
I leer at you, by no means, there is absolutely no tenderness left.
You're not noble, you have a phantom of a glacier
I have to fucking obtain a contrivance away,
I want you lifeless and cold
you annihilate each thing you embrace
including my fucking life!
You try to demolish me with your bloodthirsty words and behaviour.
Everything you fucking do fucking burns through my soul
I am lingering for that instance to
just pull the fucking trigger,
hear the gunshot
I look forward, to see your brains on the fucking facade!
I caress the blood off the walls with my tongue,
I care and slash you into a million fragments
your blood sprinkles across the hindrance
I hope you rest in peace,
In the river of Archeon,
where you fucking belong.
Hey bitch, fathom this you're dead you cannot hurt anybody else ever again.
This was my terminal unfolding.
To find my freedom!
To illuminate this trivial enigma,
presently you are nonexisting,
amongst my servitude is wrought!
