Go, Be Ashamed

Your regrets are my only desire
A possessed guilt is what you deserve
I cut you down to take me higher
Hire a friend in your reserve

I always had the reasons to fight
Your feud was dealt without priority
Everyone voted that I was right
Go; be ashamed, you're the minority

I've had enough of your charade
We were all there on your last day
Literally rain on our parade
Four years; you've gone so far stray

I can't wait for the day we meet
Yellow eyes; the look of defeat