Overkill, enough is enough. There's nothing left of me to devour. You've had your fill, I'm all I have left. What can stop your hunger for power?. . 'Cos you took advantage of things that I said.
Trapped in a lonely body. I'm losing control. Can't show my emotions. And I'm losing my soul. Could it be that I'm obsessed with feeding my disease. I couldn't make it know the hidden things no one sees.