Fuck you and your chronic lies
I'm sick of you and your goddamn life
The next time I see you I hope it's through dead eyes
You're a lost soul wandering through the nebulous sky
Go live with Ra and tell me all about it
Ride his chariots straight to Hell
Breath death and the infernal flames of logic
Since that's the only thing that's foreign to you
Treck through Dante's nine planes and make a Tenth
One where you're all alone looking for a friend
I'll stop by and visit you just to point and laugh
I'll make you scarlet letters and brand them on your chest
One for every letter of hte alphabet
One inch thick and glowing red
I'll pound them into your flesh
If you hadn't ruined my life when you were alive
I wouldnt torment you when you're dead
It's too late for lamenting on the past
Don your consequence and get in line
I know you think this feeling wont last
But I'm your inverted recripocal
Once we were opposites, but now I'm you
I thank you for this gift of unrelenting hate
It gives me strength and structure
So now I accept my fate
Trapped on the Tenth Plane with you
Alone and looking for a friend