I'm scared of you, ok
Everytime I think about you I see darkness
I hear the cries of monstrous horror
I smell the steaming blood, drooling from your mouth
I feel and even taste your lust for violence

You're still locked in the cage you deserve to be
I hate you for being locked in, but also relieved that you're not loose
You try to persuade me to give you a chance, but fear...