Razor my heart with your venomous words, each syllable a sharp blade that tears through what remains of me. Crush my very being, and let me bleed love in its purest form. Set yourself free from the crystalline prisms that bind you to the past, and erase every trace of the broken reflection I have become.
Tear away every part of me—the worship, the reverence I once held for you. Scratch beneath the surface and see only the lifeless shell that remains. Cast the ashes of time onto the remnants of who I was, burying all signs and remains of what used to be. Sum it all up in your lies—this is my oblivion, a fate I have resigned to.
Slay me, and in your victory, you will shatter into pieces. Your idol, once revered, now lies shattered, just as my silent pleas go unheard. I am sentenced to death, a puppet caught in the grip of my own insanity. Disperse me—scatter the fragments of me as you see fit, for it suits you well.