Brace for the locust plague
Witness the moral discrepancy
Between love for yourself and the
Selfish root of your pain

You know you’ll bleed out
Forcing your heart to beat
You can’t stand yourself, you’re running, go
I’ll be the last thing you see

It stands to say that you won’t change the past
No matter how you try to beat it, that’s because

I never forget

At the point where you rescind my life