What have you tought me
But to hate myself
I wish your words the very best
As they churn and burn in Hell
What have you tought me
Through screams and fickle lies
You are hatreds minion
Dressed in human disguise
What have you tought me
But to treat the others, too
Just like you have treated me
Should I say to them "Fuck you"
Look what you have done to me
Though the mirror shows no pain
I'll weep upon an empty heart
Maybe love, my heart might gain
But to me my love seems pityfull
I'm disgusted by myself
I see you, there, behind me
Solem wispers "wish you well"
You've never been there, with your words
Your actions seem too strong
Your holy acts of hellish pain
Have gone on far too long
I'll stand beside your bed, tonight
Recite the song of death
I've learned it from you, every word
I've learned from but the best
Back when I would contemplate
How I'd tie the rope
How I'd sharpen up my knife
I fed off greif and hope
But now I've found the source
For problems never healed
When you dead and watching me
I hope my words appeal
What have you tought me
But to hate myself
I've passed it on, your work is done
Now we both shall burn in Hell
 
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