Come here, baby.
Don't worry.
No one's here to see.
What's left of you.
It's because you followed my taunts I left.

Like the bright red marker ink, you thought was blood after I buried you alive.
Just don't live.
Don't live on a taunt, you little honey bun.
Come and give.
Come and take.

I give no burden.
I give no sorrow.
I give no charity.
I have no burden.
I have no sorrow.
I have no charity.
What I give is the taunt.
What I have is the taunt.

Like the love letter on your desk.
Written in her hand I kissed upon your chest.
My heart pounds like spreading wild fire.
Yet all I see is red,red,red and taunts.

And yet! All you feel is nothing but cold.
Cold like ice.
Upon your frozen cheek.
Where I left the taunt.
Nothing ever before seen.
By a little human being.