Lay your eyes upon the tragedy you have chose to create
You have chosen to convert me into your slave
Is it until the end of time you plan on torturing me?
Countless issues polluting me, you are one of many to blame
Lay those eyes upon me and realize what has been done
To the adolescent boy you have dictated to be your son
The boy who shall always view you as a wretched cunt
Deep inside your primitive mind, you know I am not your son
I have been forced to call you my mother for many dreadful years
And yet you still abused me, altered into one of my deepest fears
Abandoned me at my worse state, so that I may decay in the asylum
Ran away from me, into a black and empty horizon