Everything I see reminds me of her
Of the way she looked when she smelled my perfume
An intolerable pain is assailing me
There's daggers in men's smiles
The way they breathe is the way she breathes
An unbearable reminder of my failure
I shall put up with it no longer
Something must be done to ease me
I hear them breathing
Be this the whetstone of my sword
Let Grief convert to Anger
Blunt not the heart, enrage it
The glimmer in their eyes betrays them
They must know now, they have to
And I will take my revenge
Them or her, it is all the same
If it were not you, then it must have been your brother
How are you still breathing?
Are you still breathing ?