Pass this on as myÂ epilogue.
Heartless, selfish,Â alone they'll fall.
Light theÂ match, breathe in deep IÂ cried.
Lock the doors, let themÂ burn inside.
Cut off your handsÂ there's no escaping.
You try toÂ get up to severe theÂ craving.
Redrawn, appease thisÂ con, and recess back to whatÂ you've become.
The end isÂ neigh, fading intoÂ night.
Vengeance, consequence,Â left entwined.
Abhor theÂ hopeless, apprise this crime, soonÂ everything will be alright.
YouÂ think I've had enough, but I'm notÂ giving up.
You think I've hadÂ enough.
And I say.