Dissect their cancerous minds, warp them and crush them, turn them into lines.
Shred their veins and slice open their eyes, save the blood that runs for further times.
Snip their ligaments, and slaughter their hearts, for their parts are useless and their souls are tart.
Unloved AngelUnloved angel, whom I must say indeed, you look quite ethereal, though you are considered a weed.
A weed with divine power, and the ability to outthink, you can simply make the flowers wilt and shrink.
A weed with truly hypnotic eyes, that glare and pierce the dead who rise.
Creating truths that cannot be lied, how you kill so many who are frightened inside.
Painting stories and crushing all, watch them run, watch them fall.
And here you are, chained to your sins, farewell dear one, rest well within.
The EndDig your nails into your skin, feel their harshness crawl within.
Scratch and tear the flesh apart, for here begins a fresh new start.
See the pink, the red, and the blue, grab a knife, you know what to do.
Remove the organs, hear the tears, scream and wail for further repairs.
And now you're down to your heart, tear it out to end and restart.