I don’t believe that you are human anymore. And I don’t think that I can trust you. Possibly, you’re the enemy. Possibly, you’re the enemy. Assigned to take out my heart.
You tried and you tried to make me weaker. Your evil games they’ve caused me so much pain. You’ve played Delilah to my Sampson. You tried and you tried to shave away my strength.
So now I’ve got to go to temple, and I’ve got to try to tear it down. Only then, can I be whole again.