This is for you

my heart has bled out

as will my body

masochistim,  lust, deathwish have grown

I’m ill beyond your comprehension

And I’ll pay you back what you’ve done to me

Atlast my death will

No more a slave

No more suffering (imposed by you)

For I am my own lord now

And I will punish you

For that you will never, ever

humiliate me again

Oh, you will pay so dearly

I will hurt nobody

It is just the chicken’s coming home to roost

You will be cut down

…by your own doing