The Pain, will be Exquisite

I am the writing on the wall

The whisper in the classroom

So now, I must shed innocent blood

From twilight's embrace

A vengeful specter awakens, an enigma of dread

Bringing sweets to the sweet

A ballet of bees, intricate choreography

As innocent fibers are shed, from groin to gut

A symphony fills the air, within the chambers of the confectioner's lair

A dissonant requiem to hear, fueled by hate and razorblades

There's no salvation here

I am the writing on the wall

I am the whisper in the classroom

Without these things, I am nothing

As I rip and tear, spreading despair

Through fractured mirrors, apiarian dimension

Candy canes conceal an inferno of hate

Sweet poetic malevolence leaving the retched ensnared

As golden honey tears trickle, intentions are laid bare

Be my victim

A haunting orchestrated as justice was forsaken

Beyond the mirror, a figure fueled by hatred

The curse of a forbidden love

Drenched in the blood of bigotry

Oh, sweet cacophony

Each gash brings her back to me

Each gash brings her back to me

Oh, the innocent blood

The searing pain will be exquisite

Your suffering will be infinite

Your end becomes explicit

You are drenched in gore

From twilight's embrace

A vengeful specter awakens, an enigma of dread

Bringing sweets to the sweet

In my realm of perpetual torment

I'll watch you crawl before me

I'll watch you cry before me

I'll watch you die before me