Raised by you,
You made me.
In your shadow,
Angry.
Like Father
Like Son
Mirror of your image.
Victim of your damage.
Like Father
Like Son
Like Father
Like Son
You gave me nothing
Like Father
But these memories are full.
Like Son
Is the back of your hand,
Like Father
All that I'll pass on?
Like Son
Here's what you've created.
Shattered,
Cracked,
And wasted.