kicking and screaming
Locked you up and sucked out your soul
wasted another life...
But you deserved it...
Deserved to have your flesh ripped from your bones
and regretting that I was not the one to do it
I watched in envy
jealous of those who had the pleasure of ending your life...
And I laughed...
I laughed as its withered hand closed around your throat
Silencing you forever...
But I was wrong
You couldnt be robbed of your soul
perhaps because you had none
And you threw my laughter back in my face...
And I ran...
I ran from you, from the past
from the icy voice that stabbed through my ear
"I know what you are," you said
and my insides froze
Colder than the crimson eyes
belonging to He- to It which I called "Master"
And I ran from Him too
condemned to Hell for my treason
seeking somewhere to feel safe
Wanting to slice off my arm for the mark it bore
branded to the bone
I wanted to say it was only a flesh wound
that I could wash it off with time
but the Truth was embedded in me...
And you knew...
You'd known all along
And I put it behind me when they locked you away
believing myself in the right
But you came back
and I couldnt forgive you
Forgiveness is not in my nature
You befriended the son of my spite
The boy who lived while my peace died
And I hated you for it
I wanted to tear your eyes from their sockets
so you'd forget what you'd seen...
But I held it in
And now the One responsible for my salvation
wants me to forgive you
To leave past grudges where they belong
And once again I tell him "Forgiveness is not in my nature"
because some fires are never quelched...
And some flesh wounds never heal