The wind of your last breath warm on my cheek
You are a blight, a scourge on my holy earth
Vile, pathetic, pitiful, weak
I wanted you dead, and O' how I dreamt of it
Cleansed of your curse as you fade off to sleep
Mercy you cry, mercy I never show
But you keep on rising back up from the deep
You say I need you, but I tried to send you away
What good is this mirror, just shards on the floor
Cleansed of your curse as you fade off to sleep
Mercy you cry, mercy I never show
But you keep on rising back up from the deep
You say I need you, but I tried to send you away
What good is this mirror, just shards on the floor
I feel your aching, I feel your shame
I don't want this dead weight anymore
I wanted you dead, and O' how I dreamt of it
Caught in some nightmare just watching you bleed
I followed the lessons taught by my past
Becoming the beast from which I was freed
I know I need you, I'm sorry I sent you away
Please bring me the pieces I completely ignored
I'll heal your aching, you heal my shame
I don't want this blind hate anymore
In the light of the torch I brought to burn you alive
I see that you are me and I don’t want you to die
I want you to live, and O' how I dream of it
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