On my arms rest the signs,
The sting of past events,
Bitter blood and a shattered soul,
Sung my hushed lament.

In my eyes dwells the dark,
The lifeless, cold contempt,
Hopeless heart, falling face,
Reflected - I resent.

In my heart flow the tears,
The self-hating rips straight through,
Paling pulse, frantic fingers,
I am torn in two.