Time approachesnWhere digression nnMeets restraint andnHow little of both I havenYour face a constant reminder of my sinsnnYour taste still lingers on my lipsnButnBy all means thisnIsn’t the end nFar fromnIt's just fucking beginningnOh shitttt!nnUnforgivablenGutted nInsides outnJust punishmentnFor a harlotnGuttednInsides spilling out of your mouthn(Will you wake up now?)nnYour body will be mine nFor all the agesnWith all the shades of red nDripping down your facenDescending down your throatnI will have your heartnI will have your nI will have your fucking heartnGutted, painted rednLeft for dead.nJust Punishment for a harlot