Close your eyes... take my hand and follow deep into this hole... Just a few inches over your head and you're lying down, not even aware of where you are. I'm hiding you in the world so that you can't hurt anybody else the way you've hurt us. So that you cannot fight me. Your life rests in our hands and we can kill you too. You put our hearts and minds into an irreversible desire for revenge. And it cannot be stopped. Your sexual whispers make us flinch and plot. Creating plans that will eat away at what might be your soul. Tears fall to the ground to make it seem like we care, but we're forcing ourselves to forget. Our eyes are heavy from the tears we've shed before. Our wrists are pink with jagged lines of a blade you guided. The dirt envelops you... I claw my way out before you can hold onto me. The phantoms reach for you with ghostly wails of a satanic song. Your hands are weakened and you finally fall. You got in over your head, unaware of what you've done. And now it is too late for you to even utter an apology.