To break the silence of within is something I cannot begin.
The drive to fight and to lie; I'll use this power to make you cry.
I'll shake your will and tear your heart, O, this war, I cannot wait to start.
The silence holding, I make my mark.
I move upon you, slithering in the dark.
Slit your throat and watch the blood flow true.
Sit in darkness as your skin turns blue.
I walk away, awoken, anew.