There are limits; and I have them.
People become different sapiens
against the wall and under duress.
You've pushed me, releasing the demons oppressed.

In me you've bred monsters.
So hateful and am hating you.
Let it bedevil you how my malice grew.

What is your plea? What is your plea?
You've killed me with the care you never gave.
The old me now rested on blood-layered grave.

In me you've bred monsters.
I loved you too hard
and now i'm turning monsters.