I am that voice you can't suppress.
I am the body you can't consume.
No, the fault is not of my dress,
it's in your mind that you assume.
monster in the body of a man.
more than a target or a pleasure,
someone's daughter maybe I am.
this is the last sin you must measure
I will bring you out and expose
the way you touched and tear me 'part.
with you hanging, the report will close.
I will keep going with a new life to start.