My Promise کے بول

Let's seal this greeting with the passion from a razors kiss! Compassion! A Virtue! Never synonymous with this name, now my gaze pierces two sets of somber eyes, of which only dreams had bought in yesteryear! My, My misery! My bane! And my envy! Personified! I will take everything from you I will replicate an assembled heart! Forged from your collective agony, and I will tear away until there are but two, two beating hearts before me I will tear away! For my greatest triumph lies in them: Fear! Loathing! Resentment! and spite will scorge them both for the rest of their wretched days!