Hostage of Dolour

HERE IS the essential musical accompaniment to this piece of writing below.  But if you is sensitive to swearing then don’t fucking click that there link.

Thank You to The Haters

Don’t hate me for what I might achieve
After hacking down your own striving legs.

Don’t hate me for the demons I might conquer
When your dark heart vaults only shadows.

Don’t hate me for those that love me truly
Before you see how your own beloved are belittled by it.

Don’t hate me for pulverising my own mocking fate
While you languish there lamenting a luck that deserted you.

Don’t ever cast your wretched gaze upon me
While your potential is not a pinnacle that you ever sought.

Because hatred is your carcinogen
And my days of mourning are
Long
Long
Long
Gone.