Im dependent, I strife for liberty.
Liberate my mind from affection I want nothing.
Dead to the world in flesh and maggots as I rot in my casket.
Spending my life abusing the needy of abuse was a goal.
Ridding the world of love was my mission.
I crack my whip at any flower I see blossoming.
I break the stems of all roses and smear my thick red anger on it.
The horror of love is too much to bear.
I will punish those who attempt to engage in it.
Those who merely think of it will be the first to go.
Love will break their souls, when I want it complete.
Give me your soul, loveless is what I want.
My leather boots will impale your lips.
My belt buckle will break your fingers for no ring
I am the reason for your demise; I am the reason for your heartache,
i am destiny.
