I wanted a hero
I needed a savior
You intended to fill both
And conduct your evil behavior
I looked to the stars
And dreamt of being freed
You looked at your instruments of torture
And dreamt of a sinister deed
Infatuated with the fantasy of watching me bleed
You wanted me blind
to ensure your lead
You had my soul starving
to select what you'd feed
The torture never ended
it began to overwhelmingly breed.