In search of another, I lost my self.
They came, tore me away from myself.
They carried clear intentions to be achieved,
I was selected merely to be used.
My blood’s color enchanted their eyes,
My blood’s taste thrilled their senses.
My endless pain, their constant delight,
My cries sweet music to their ears.
They danced wildly over my corpse,
While I walked on, bearing corpses of others.