This is passion personified into a rage That is ripping and tearing at my body and soul, Thus leaving me weak.
I've had just about all I can take; this is driving me mad. I've never felt so alive as I did, Watching the blood drop from your chest and into my hands. This feels so incomplete without holding your still-beating heart in my hands.
The game has changed, from which we cannot return. I'll watch you suffer and enjoy every moment of it.