We cannot escape this prison.

The chains hold us back.

As the storm passes through my body, lighting shoots through my veins.

I seek no help in this torture, bless the grave and forgive the fires that burn my sins.

A labeled cheater, and his words as weapons, I spit lies to my loved ones like venom on prey.

Slow pain till you realize it's too late, my love has gotten ahold of you, and the pain is to hard to take.

Flee, run! As fast as you can, my love.
But soon the memories will fallow your foot steps and it will all come rushing back.

I fall to my knees, and grab my own blade, to see the mess iv made.

Tears bombard my cheeks to the souless woman I see before me, cold and dark my spell has made you, and forever ill weep.

Never yours, never mine, the future holds grim.