Your severed avenges have left you open and defenseless. But what’s the worry my dear you’ll be by me forever. Wouldn’t it be beautiful if I could stop this memory before it begins? I’ve painted a picture I’d rather erase, but I must give it to you. I broke an angel’s wings tonight. Now I must watch her wither in her pain. She was trying to carry me afar. But the weight of my sins was to much for her to bear. You said you saved the best for last. This time you can’t call it a mistake. You’ve put an end to it all, the best things in life you ever had and I’m so envious. If you follow through she’ll follow suit with dealt. She’ll follow.