So You Found Me, Reciprocating the Pain
You should worry, Babe;
I am coming.
I’m on my way;
On the Return.
That openness you shared with me,
Will sear it’s brand;
On every thought,
You have of Me.
Your wounds will spread wide,
And become infected;
Each and every One.
And I will close them in,
With unrelenting sutures.
Without a soul...
With no heart involved,
Together we will grow;
In this Hunger.
We will grow,
With Fury.
And we will grow;
While...
We...
Burn.
Pushing,
Front and center;
The thoughts We have,
In this turmoil...
Pushing...
Front and center,
The thoughts We have;
That will,
Without doubt;
Spoil...
These thoughts We have...
That in return...
With certainty;
Will,
In fact;
COIL!