No beauty can described,
What I see in you...

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

The battle starts, the war has begun.
Take your sides, let the damage be done...

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

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

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

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

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

Vodka soaked breath,
Pierced tongue...

Push away.
Take your hand from mine...

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

Blonde curls, candy lips, plastic
Manicured nails and cracked palms...