To my nemesis, my confidant:
Do not expect me to make more requests
I have done penance for my sins
You're in debt to me one thousand promises

Just yesterday, I went again to collect what I'm owed
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays

And my secrets were being vomited
From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood empty-handed
While I stood empty-handed and exposed
You've abused your power

Angel, you have fallen once more from my good graces I'm sick, I've prayed,
I've seen healthy men healed by your touch
When I'm the one who needs your love

It's a hypocrite's faith, a hypocrite's world
I am not awed by your presents
If they only suit the ones already blessed

Your son lies raped in the dirt that you've made
Are you willing to sacrifice another child?

Bloodthirsty liar, how am I supposed to trust you
When the knife is in your hand?
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
Thoughts I had buried

Creator, you're my destructor
Am I not your daughter?
My insides displayed to the world
Are you not my father?
My insides displayed to the world

Bloodthirsty liar, how am I supposed to trust you
When the knife is in your hand?
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
Thoughts I had buried

To my nemesis, my confidant:
Do not expect me to make more requests
I have done penance for my sins
You're in debt to me one thousand promises

Just yesterday, I went again to collect what I'm owed
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays