WHATEVER YOU SEE IN MY SOUL
However add the lies you told|
What you left out, what you inferred
From whence they came, a heart so cold
It was not me worst you injured.
Whatever you see in my soul|
Imputed there by books you've read
If my destruction was your goal
A different fire instead you've fed.
For where my sins are much imagined|
Though still for these you seek my death
At end of life it's you chagrined
For I shall haunt your every breath.
To hottest place your soul consigned|
With move you made to murder me
No higher place to you assigned
To flames you go eternally.
As for me, a monster you find|
The wrongs you sought to claw, to hunt
Whatever faults, I must remind:
At least I'll never be a cunt.