Cho’s Lament

(Instrumental)
You had a hundred billion chances and ways to have avoided today
But you decided to spill my blood
You forced me into a corner, and gave me only one option
The decision was yours
Now you have blood on your hands that will never wash off
Your sadistic styles have made me nothing but a piece of fucking shit (bleeeep)
You have vandalized my heart
Raped my soul, and torched my conscience
You thought it was one, pathetic void life you were extinguishing
Thanks to you, I die, like Jesus Christ
To inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless people
Do you know what it feels like to be spit on your face
And have trash shoved down your throat
Do you know what it feels like to dig your own grave
Do you know what it feels like to have your throat snatched from year-to-year
Do you know what it feels like to be torched alive
Do you know what it feels like to be humiliated and be impaled...- impaled upon on a cross
And left to bleed to death for your amusement
You have never felt a single ounce of pain your whole life
Yet you wanna inject as much misery in our lives.. as you can.. just because you can?
You've had everything you wanted
Your Mercedes wasn't enough, you brats
Your golden necklaces weren't enough, you snobs
Your trust fund wasn't enough... your vodka and cognac weren't enough
All your debaucheries weren't enough
Those weren't enough to fulfil your hedonistic needs
You've had everything
You just loved crucifying me
You loved inducing cancer in my head and terrorizing my heart
And raping my soul all this time
I didn't have to do this.. I could've left
I could have fled
But now.. I will no longer run
If not for me
For my children
For my brothers and sisters
I did it for them

(2 gun shots)
(unintelligible)
Is that all?