Accursed witch within the Messenger of Love, possessor of my Angel Tainted, how I loathe you.
Meddler, interfering in emotions you have no place in, crossing bounds of forbidden stature, I cast you out.
Detestable demon with lies on your lips and betrayal in your heart, your playground is my sorrow; for this I abhor you.
With bloodlust in your eyes, the crimson of my failing heart, and tresses of obsidian coaxing, you juggle warfare in your hands and twist your susceptible host around your finger.
Repugnant wretch, you steal as I give and as I have been given to satisfy your enveloping wrath of humor.
Temptress, Parasite, Succubus, return to me my Innocence and take my order of exile. You belong no more in my heart than in her mind.
One of hatred and of power, marauder and thief of happiness and peace, serpent crawling in my bed, barrier, lock and chain of my one most loved, be gone.
Accursed witch within the Messenger of Love, possessor of my Angel Tainted, how I love you.