Even today; years down the road she still plagues my life;
sleep brings no solace...
In my dreams she seems to follow me...
The scars still ache when I look into her eyes...

Every moment; I beg to forget her voice;
Every fucking memory torment...
How is it she invades my thoughts?

An angel; sent from the heavens; wings as black as midnight...
Whose touch is overflowing with a poison so vile;
Life forever cursed; Just one touch...

All that is left of me is an empty husk...
From the day she left; my still beating heart in her soft grasp...
then the cold steel pushed deep inside...

Without a goodbye she never looked back...

Are you happy?
That my emptiness is your gift...
Are you happy?
I can not bring my self to hate you...
Are you fucking happy?
That you still tear at my soul...