Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot Her Body So Fragile Now In Post-Mortal Hands I Am Retouching The Essence Of Feminine Refinement
All Soothing Scalpel Guidetd Me To My Vision The Era Of The Vane Lilled The Beauty Of Creation
Motionless Paralyzed With Awe Your Face A Canvas Untouched
Blooming Like A Cancer Narcissistic Nightmare Maleficient And Repulsed At Your Own Sight
Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot Her Body So Fragile Now Broken By My Hands I Am Retouching To The Essence Of Repulsion
What Is Vanity But A Shell Yearning To Be Cracked A Shattered Dream Chased By The Misfortuned
Aging Atrociously Accelerated By A Vision, A Vision Of Skin Consumed
The Era Of The Vane Killed The Beauty Of Creation Blatant Display Of Plasticine Horror
And The Big Mass Is Impressed You Are So Beautiful Crafted By The Finest Hands Torn Apart By The Finest Tools Put Back Together Like A Menstrual Soup
You Are So Beautiful Lit Disgust To My Eyes At Dusk Your Are So Pitiful Your Face Tainted And Deformed
Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot Her Body So Fragile Now Broken By My Hands I Am Retouching In A Tell-Tale Of Drama Caught