It Burns! It Burns! It Burns My Eyes and Throat, But I Need no Antidote. Gnawing and Tearing At My Insides - Seething, Keeping Me Alive - Hatred Poisons Me Through and Through - A Sustenance - Keeping Me True. It's Not Too Late. It's Never Gonna Be Too Late. Embrace Your Hate. the Pain! the Pain! The Pain It Crushes Me. I Gain Animosity. Acid Sweat And Bloody Tears, Through It All I Preserve. Some Sedate Through Indifference But I Withheld Zero Tolerance.