Now You're Going To Be Famous

How can you stand without a spine ?
 Turn your [bad word] back on me ?
 Yet I will walk away with a smile. You will [bad word] my newest creation. 
So where has all of this gotten you ?
 With a blade to your throat.
 I can smell the fear on you.
 I will wipe you clean from my memory.
 You cry out and tremble before me.
So prepare to meet your [bad word] maker.
So put your mouth to the curb.
Now you're going to be famous. 
All will admire me for what I've done. 
I wish I could say it won't hurt. 
May the pain eat away at your existence. Much like the cancer that lines your womb. You will [bad word] know what suffering is. Forgiveness is no longer an option. As you lay lifeless in my presence, I may find my peace and my solace. As your pulse slowly fades away.