To you, I am a demon, not worthy of this life
To me, you are my creator, fearful of the night
constantly looking, over your back
But I'm in you front, ready to attack.

Your blood glisens on my nails
and you constantly howl without fail
As I look into your fearful eyes
You make me want to breakdown and cry
But I must finish my game
in order to end this humiliating shame.

To you my friend, my sister, my hate
I must end what you had to create
Your tearstained face begs and pleads
But before this you thought of your greed
dont lose me now, cause I am not done
Cause before you die, I'm going to have some fun.

My last swipe of my sharp claws
I know that there will be no more awws
My sister, my hate, my friend
You did not fair well to the bitter end.

You will be remembered for your deeds
For others saw past your greed
But here I am, your biggest mistake
the one thing you wished you didn't create
Your funeral will be elborate
But no matter, it will not be elegant.

Casket of wood from the fatal flowers
That will not stop this hated shower
In the shadows, I sit and watch
for you never wanted this mistake out in the sun
The hated mistake, created by a shameless girl
In order to have a friend in the world.

From mistake to creator
I give you no greater respect than this behaivor
In the eyes of the ones that surround me
I am everything you had wanted me to be
My Master, you did not like what you saw
You saw hatred, pain, and unforgiving jaws