It would seem I'm a vessel built only for hate.
I'm lacking the other emotions that one should have.
I'll fill up; swell; become engorged; be overall blinded
by the fury and rage and pain that have blended
inside of my soul.  I cannot seal it, it'll spill
until there's not a drop left to spare.
And then I'll wait, until it'll fill again,
not much I can do until then...