my wounds open and the blood rushes out and hits the concrete below,
death is upon me,
thoughts are clouded by images of the angel that did this to me,
but death is not my ending,
i will rise again seeking revenge on those who torment me,
ill feast upon their blood, and their souls will become a part of me,
my nightmares will become reality,
and the tormenting will all suffer,
my bllod wil cease to flow and the blood of the living will become my nourishment,

:malichi