Save reflections, my mirror,
Hide them in time
And disappear the way
Night dreams do…
A cause a lot of devastation
...An Infernal creation
This is a sketch of life…
No face, no tears, no smile…
Hollow shell but nothing more
Doesn’t feel, Doesn’t hurt…
Of shreds and patches I sew a new fiend
Without soul, without smell
She comes to life right in my hands,
She’ll never die and never goes away
Defective creation to be,
Hide in time
And disappear the way
You’ll never see
Show me your devilish smile,
Show me how you grin,
Show sharp teeth
And make me bleed…
Show sharp teeth
And teach me to scream…
This is a sketch of life…
No body, no death, no time…
She is your antidote -
doesn’t feel, doesn’t hurt…
She is your antidote -
Doesn’t feel, Doesn’t hurt…
Of shreds and patches I sew a new fiend
Without soul, without smell
She laughs right in your face,
She’ll never stop and never goes away
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