I* will take no prisoners.
I will leave none alive.
I will **** every soul that resists
And every one that doesn't.
I will keep my blade wet with blood
And my face dry of tears.
Sorrow and anguish and pain are gone,
For there are no emotions were Depression reigns.
There is only silence.

Black and white dreams
Streaked with stripes of red.
Sepia-toned visages of the dead.
And the symphony plays the most haunting melody:
Silence.

You said
"You should let me love you,"
But you have no idea
Of what loving me entails.

Loving me
*Means accepting the silence.