I don't care what you think of me
Why waste my energy
Why can't you see
You have NOT wounded me

To think that you really did care
But I was totally? unaware
You see me as a little girl
But I'll have your lips in a purl

I think of vile, vulger things
With me inner demon awakening
So here I have you on the floor
You are now my new whore

You can't fight it
And I won't quit

So prepare....

I'm going to lacerate
That thing you call an armor plate
Twist your fingers into pretzels
Oh wait, you have any last farewells?

Prick you with a needle oh so sharp
Stab you straight through the heart
Deaden my emotions to your screams
Kick it up a notch, to the extreme

Here are my two prized possessions...

Twin daggers fine to the art
But don't doubt that im not smart
Im going to gouge each one of your eyes out
Then dress you up like a girl scout

Pierce you all over your body
Make sure its nice and gaudy
Now I'll name my new peice of art
Satan's wonderful depart