"We have survived this life so far
But how far have we really come?
What stops us from finally feeling complete?
The time I have taken to myself has left me
With the feeling that I may just be fine all alone

The leaves once green, now a fiery red
Crackle underfoot as we make our way
Past the rotten pillars of our past discretions
I need this to be over. I know that now

Holding on to cold hands and sunken eyes
Hasn't held the same charm as it once did
I am fast approaching my rebirth
No more childish dreams. No more adolescent desires

No more breath of fresh air. Leave me to my work
I am not like all the others
My love and my hate for you are infinite
May I walk through this hideous world

Without fear of regret
I shall consume the hate that consumes me
Let me wash away my pain
And mistrust in the tears of those

Foolish enough to get in my way
I shall cut off the hand at the wrist
And feed upon my master
None can be better. None will be stronger

No one will hold judgment over my head
I am the beacon, the forest fire, the tire yard set ablaze
I am the smoldering ember in the darkness that surrounds us all
This is my passion. This is my calling
This is my prison. This is me
My love and my hate for you are infinite"

Frank Iero.