I know goddamned well what runs through your blood.
Now you are nothing more then just a fallen angel.
Your glory lost from the moment you stabbed me in the back.
You try so hard to find that what you think you deserve.
You try to find heaven after you dragged me through hell.
I offered you heaven a thousand times.
Salvation a million times more.
I knew that I could do nothing to make you stay at my side.
I remained at yours and you thanked me by giving me hatred?
I found another angel, with light that is divine.
Reviving my soul and heart.
Helping me find the pieces you shattered.
So tell me now, why should I help you?
Why would I trust the one that stabbed me so hard.
Give me a reason to stay now.
Give me something after all that you destroyed.
Love?
Not from you, fuck off!
Salvation?
Tried that, the knife, remember?
Inspiration?
Introducing: A Psychopaths Delight.
You ask me why I hate you so much?
Why I wanted to bash your fucking head?
Why I wanted to destroy everything that lives inside of you?
Simple, just returning a favor.
You want to remember the good times with a smile.
So you could be happy for a while.
To be happy with the time we had.
And to longer feel this goddamn sad.
But as I remember you wanted to walk away.
Even when I begged you to stay.
You never wanted to revive me anyway.
You chose to close your eyes so you could not see.
The horrors you created within me.
That no longer alowed me to see.
Al the beauty that was before me.
You were just in the way.
You made the madness stay.
It was only when you where gone.
I started to see the dawn…
After I went through hell.
After I fell.
I started to KNOW how much I really hated you.
For every fucking thing you put me through.
I started to hate your everything.
With hatred I started to sing.
I wanted to BASH YOU, SMASH YOU, SLASH YOU AND TRASH YOU!
KICK YOU, HIT YOU show you everything that you should not do!
You kicked the Master of the wolves, now feel it’s bite.
I thought you carried the Light.
You just put me through a heartshattering fight.
And still after all this, I can’t let you self destruct.
I know the war we had sucked.
But I’ll give you one last shot.
To show me what you’ve got.
Earn my trust.
And maybe I won’t turn you to angel dust…
A Battlefield it was, I won the war you caused.
Now all that must be done is for you to win aswell…
Time will tell.