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