This is passion personified into a rage

That is ripping and tearing at my body and soul, 

Thus leaving me weak.



I've had just about all I can take; this is driving me mad.

I've never felt so alive as I did, 

Watching the blood drop from your chest and into my hands.

This feels so incomplete without holding your still-beating heart in my hands.



The game has changed, from which we cannot return.

I'll watch you suffer and enjoy every moment of it.