You bar-coded my personality
And filed me away...

Scratching deep beyond the surface,
The red consumes your fate...

Tears weep from those solemn eyes,
A lost hope lays dormant in desolate cries...

The poison drips like candy,
Heavy on my lips...

Stain these black and white pictures
In the colour of regret...

Brush strokes of your nature,
Humanity is your crutch...

Baptize me in holy water,
to deafen my evil speech...

Encrypted in your lack of morality,
This passionate brutality...

In the mirror, the image is tainted.
The delicate features of a broken doll...

Screaming in the silence,
A bruise to her own skin...

Push away.
Take your hand from mine...

Death will make me beautiful,
in this destruction of the peace...