I will take all of your blood and leave,
After cradling you down to a sweet, lying lullaby.
Slowly forgetting who you are,
I will tear you apart and put you back together,
You, my Frankenstein, will be capable of love in despair.
I will starve you to death,
Your own feelings will cut and bleed your soul,
There is no mercy from evil,
That was let it to be a whole.