Whorecrux

I know what you do with him
I know what you do when you’re alone
I’ve tried to bury the truth
I’ve ignored your filthy moans
But now it’s too late for you
I’ve reached a point of no return
Don’t even think about lying
Or half-heartedly apologizing
How about I cut out your tongue?
I’d do the world a favor
Your eyes are next, but not your life
Death would be rewarding for you
I can’t even punish you
By taking the ones you love
Because
You only care about
You only care about
Yourself
You are fucking worthless scum
I will not put up with it
Your infectious arrogance
Makes me sick
But you’ll suffer somehow
Trust me
I’ll make sure of it
I’ll make your life a living hell
The same way you did for me
And everyone else around
Ever since the miscarriage
You haven’t been the same
It’s as if you loved your unborn child
More than the three of us
I can’t even punish you
By taking the ones you love
Because
You only care about
You only care about
Yourself
What kind of mother
Tells her daughter
To go kill herself
«To make life easier
For everyone else?»
You live your life
On your hands and knees
Claiming the world as a victim
Of your disease
This generation
Ruined with oversaturation
Of your infection
You’ll get what you have coming
She-who-must-not-be-named will suffer the consequences
She-who-must-not-be-named will suffer the consequences
Of her actions
I can’t even punish you
By taking the ones you love
Because
You only care about
You only care about
Yourself
What kind of mother
Tells her daughter
To go kill herself
«To make life easier
For everyone else?»