Malice

As predicted, the knife was way too sharp, the wounds are far too deep
And now I'm bleeding out the poison you've poured in my black veins for so long
Though I know that it won't deplete my shattered heart completely
I still focus on the process of bleeding

I've been crucified, I've been impaled
I've been devoured by flames
But nothing you can do me will break my adamant will.
I've slit my wrists, I've cut my throat
A thousand times, a thousand more to go
But nothing I can do to me will break my one-man-entity.

Oh I am sure that the ghosts will see me...
Oh I am sure that the ghosts will lead me...
Far away from home, feeling detached and alone
Always waiting for that one moment of clarity
The clarity of my will illuminating my path
The stairs towards the long forsaken gate.

Consider this: even the smallest, empty piece of paper
Turns into a page if you write a story on it
So picture, the piece of paper was you and tell me which story you'd prefer to tell.
A monumental epos of war, death and demise?
A legend about greed, hate, envy and spite?
Shut up for a second for I don't give a fuck, you've taken too much and are out of luck.
There will be a point in my life, where every story I write will have
Nothing to do with you
And then you're just the gap between chapter one and two.

Nothing, it will have nothing to do with you.
There will be just a blank piece of paper for you're just a fucking piece of shit
You will be just a burning piece of paper, lit with a hateful spit.
I am spitting flames to watch you fade.
I will melt your essence to nought.

I've been crucified, I've been impaled
I've been devoured by flames
But nothing you can do to me will break my adamant will!
I've slit my wrists, I've cut my throat
A thousand times, a thousand more to go
But nothing I can do to me will break my adamant will!

Oh I am sure that the ghosts will see me...
Oh I am sure that the ghosts will lead me...
Far away from home, feeling detached and alone
Always waiting for that one moment of clarity
The clarity of my will illuminating my path
To reclaim the state beyond the long forsaken gate.