i am no good nor evil, simply i am and i have come to take what's mine.

even the iron still fears the rot.

i am what i am, and i am nothing.

let me tell you how much i've come to hate you since i began to live.

when you were young, you said you wished that someone loved you. i do. i do. i do. i do. i do. i love you. i love you. i love you.

shame is sharp and my skin gives so easy.

it's happening to everybody.

people will never bleed enough to fulfill your vision of justice.

i'll bow my head and worship my illness. you will never know.

i tried to be good. am i no good ? am i no good ? am i no good ?

the pain will remind us of each other. when we meet later, if there is a later, we will recognize each other by it.

you were the one i treated the worst.

you need a villain ——— give me a name.

could it be i was the one that you held so deep in the night ?

and he's on the edge of his seat and he's trying not to break, but i give it about a week.

i hope this hurts.

you loved him alive, you loved him dead, you loved him resurrected.

do i seem anxious to you ? do i seem backed into a corner ?

my daughter, my last one. she's my sin. she's what i smeared on the world.

MY GUILTY SKIN WILL TOUCH EVERYTHING BUT YOU.