Scene Two, Anger

Loathing consumes me
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me
How could you torture me so?

Death, razor blades, open wrists
Then you're absent like you were never here
Would you care to tell me why?
Are you content to burn in hell?
Were you selfish enough to die
And leave me here all alone?

I will await your return
For I fear that I am mistaken
Care you not for my pain too?
Are you content to burn in hell?
Were you selfish enough to die
And leave me here all alone?

Only after years together
Did we separate forever
You insist pain is a virtue
Though you can't handle your own
Lessons in a lonely essence
Sainthood as a vice
You insist pain is a virtue
Though you can't handle your own

As I explore my hatred
As on a darkling plane
I question what is real
And what I'm made to believe
I can't imagine
A life outside this hell
Despite our love
I am not prepared for this

Anger cuts me like so many knives
Poison flows within my veins like blood
Suffocating under questions left unchecked
Put me in the ground, lest my will should be... destroyed

Loathing consumes me
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me
How could you torture me so?

Loathing consumes me
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me
How could you torture me so?

Loathing consumes me
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me
How could you torture me so?



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Writer(s): Daniel Saillant
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