To you, I am a demon, not worthy of this life To me, you are my creator, fearful of the night constantly looking, over your back But I'm in you front, ready to attack.
Your blood glisens on my nails and you constantly howl without fail As I look into your fearful eyes You make me want to breakdown and cry But I must finish my game in order to end this humiliating shame.
To you my friend, my sister, my hate I must end what you had to create Your tearstained face begs and pleads But before this you thought of your greed dont lose me now, cause I am not done Cause before you die, I'm going to have some fun.
My last swipe of my sharp claws I know that there will be no more awws My sister, my hate, my friend You did not fair well to the bitter end.
You will be remembered for your deeds For others saw past your greed But here I am, your biggest mistake the one thing you wished you didn't create Your funeral will be elborate But no matter, it will not be elegant.
Casket of wood from the fatal flowers That will not stop this hated shower In the shadows, I sit and watch for you never wanted this mistake out in the sun The hated mistake, created by a shameless girl In order to have a friend in the world.
From mistake to creator I give you no greater respect than this behaivor In the eyes of the ones that surround me I am everything you had wanted me to be My Master, you did not like what you saw You saw hatred, pain, and unforgiving jaws
