I'm not a monster, I'm just sick.
And would give anything to have my soul back.

You should probably just shoot me in the head now,
Otherwise, I'm gonna kill you.
I'm sick, really sick.

Quarantine me.
I'm infected.
Quarantine me.
Don't you just love what I've become.

You should probably just cover your eyes now.
I'll have to warn you, this is gonna hurt, really hurt.

Don't you just love what I've become.

I don't blame you for wanting me dead.