• twisted, used

    hated, scornful, abused

    these are the things that make up me.

    They're all part of my disease.

    rotting, writhing,

    always hiding.

    their faces leering,

    im always fearing

    that my disease is killing me,

    killing you.

    twisted, abused, forever used.

    Never going back,

    soon he'll attack,

    bringing back the hate, the fear, the disgust,

    the scorn, the distrust.

    i am not like you, you are not like me.

    Yet you can help. you can set me free.

    Free of pain, guilt, anger,

    Kill the evil, no more danger