Her name was Ana and she strode into my life
She promised to be my best friend,
she promised she would make me pretty,
she promised she would never leave.

Her name was Ana and I let her in,
I wanted a best friend,
I wanted to be pretty,
I wanted someone who would never leave.

Her name was Ana and her work began.
She wrapped cold ice fingers around me neck,
She sucked me into an abyss,
She lead me through starvation, nightmare, pain.

Her name was Ana and she loved watching me die.
She tore me from what mattered,
She made herself my obsession,
She made spiteful, sickening screams.

Her name was Ana and she coated me...