I push you away; it means I am smarter. I make you hurt; it means I love you. I am your foe; I am your protector. I am killing you slowly; I am your last defense. I am the Whoremaster of Death.

Don't make this any harder. I can't love you. I won't sacrifice my conscience for love. I won't sacrifice you for love.

The further I lure you into the cave, the closer you become to the beast. I thought before that one day I would be rid of the beast. I was wrong. I thought Solo, Father Maxwell, someone, you, could defeat the beast within me. I was wrong. I am the Whoremaster of Death.

Only the death of Death will slay my foe, my soul, me. I know it's wrong. I know I'm sickeningly selfish for letting you come so close. I know I shouldn't. But it's a natural instinct. I am the Whoremaster of Death.

I can't stop myself when I'm with you. I can't save you. You have to save yourself.

Hate me. Hurt me. Make me vow I will never love again. Make me stop myself. Hurt me. Hate me. I am the Whoremaster of Death.

Don't let me love you; don't let me kill you. Don't let me lure you into the cave. Have a stronger will than I do. Have a heart- save me the pain of losing you. Save me the pain of losing us. I'm disgusting, trying to guilt you into saving us both. Don't let me love you; don't let me kill you. Don't let me need you. Don't let us happen. I am the Whoremaster of Death.

Don't fall under my fatal power. Don't let me let you die. Don't come in my cave.

Don't love me. I am the Whoremaster of Death - don't love me. I wish you meant nothing to me. I wish Solo meant nothing to me. I wish nobody meant anything to me. I wish I was the way you act you are. Wishing can't -won't- save you.

Don't listen to my poison words. I am the Whoremaster of death. Hate me. Hurt me. Save me.