«(...) So selfishly, unaware to the things (...)
If I had know all that you'd do, would it have hasted
What I'd do to you.
I don't want to hate you, but how could I not?
You killed off so much, I held dear in my heart.
Take away every single pain, that infects each and every day
I will bury you, once and for all, you're a monster (...)»
