SIPHON THE BLOOD FROM MY
POISONOUS HEART, GAGGING,
CHOKING ON THE CLOYING VENOM
THAT RIPENS MY PULSING VEINS,
SORCERY OOZING FROM MY PORES.
HOLLOW OUT MY BONES AND PEEL
MY FLESH AWAY, FOR MY BODY IS A
BATTLEFIELD DISGUISED AS A
GRAVESTONE, MADE FOR YOU TO
DESECRATE. ON YOUR TONGUE, I AM
AMBROSIA; AGAINST YOUR SKIN, I AM
SILK; AND WITHIN THE VERY BOUNDS OF
YOUR MIND, I AM YOUR DESTRUCTION,
YOUR INSANITY AND YOUR SALVATION.