Drain this blood from me.

Your curse runs through my veins.

Take this name you gave.

I don't want you branded on me.

Bloodline of guilt.

Your hate.

My solitude is my fate.

Everything I hated in you is now inside of me.

I want to tear you out and this is all you gave to me.

So how can I live with myself cursed in the womb?

I know this was beaten in you.

Your voice of hate runs through my head.

Now all I want is to see you dead.

Drain this blood from me.

Your curse runs through my veins.

Curse of the womb.

I want to see you dead.