I am not your victim or your enemy
To be burned by your spit acid words
I am not a faceless monster

To be played in your weak $$# game

I want to be your most precious little thing

To salve the wounds I've inflicted

The devil takes my hand

My anger wins again
He walks me down the path of pain
And loss and wrath

Again I try and again I fail to do
What is $#&@ing right
One more wound one more pain

(I bring down on you)

Blind by the anger screaming in my head

I'm inflicted
I stare at you with blood in my eyes
Infected (by your disease)


I'm sick of this war
And burned by the fight

How many times can we go again
To kill me once more
To kill me once more

How many times
To kill me once more!