Bruised and bloody I press on, upon my lips an eerie song

The words never firmly form, yet somehow leave me warm

And so I hum deep and true from the heart, even as my failing flesh falls apart

These pieces of me were meant to be discarded, this constant agony is best left disregarded

That broken shade is no longer me and now without him I know glee

Unburdened by the compulsions of an honorable man

How freeing it is to be a monster with cunning plan

If being nice is what got me here, then deferent kindness can disappear!

For so long I've been aiding others while damning myself, so now you parasites can all go to Hell

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I destroyed my body for you and spent my fleeting sanity too

Now all that's left is my indomitable spirit bleeding through

I'm done running myself ragged for your play when you won't even give my needs the time of day

I still want to help you, I'd wish you all the best, but I know you fucking vultures are counting my breaths

So feel free to drop dead yourselves, your doing just fine with that, don't need my help

Don't you dare try to drag me down, you dug this grave so get in the damned ground

I only hope that when you get what's yours that I'll around

to smile and know, to say 'I told you so'

And so another piece of me falls away, there's less and less of me day by day

I'm told there's iron at the heart of our star, that only in the crucible do we learn what we truly are

Yet I think I've always sort of known what I am under malformed flesh and crumbling bone

I'm Genuine, Wise, and just a touch Bizarre. I laugh at my misery to spite all my scar

I plot and I scheme to keep entertain, that's just one way I cope with the pain

So bugger right off and find someone else to drain, I may live for fiction but I'm dreadfully sane

I won't tolerate any more predation, so leave me to my harmless recreation

Else you shall fall prey to tenfold retaliation and learn the truth of the word desolation.