"I
I can’t get these memories out of my mind
And some kind of madness has started to evolve…
I tried so hard to let you go
But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah…
I have finally seen the light
And I have finally realised what you mean…"

What happens when you step up and leave a piece of yourself behind? Where does it go? Does it remember you? Does it fight? Is it still you? Is it endlessly bound to you, ready to kill you again just to be real?