Can you hear me?
Of course you cant...
You're too busy...
trying to breathe life into my screaming lungs.
But your twisting silver tongue
can never undo the damage that's been done.
Build your sickeningly silky and slick
web of words and hypocritcal contradictions.
Keep scratching the scabs if they keep itching,
but keep in mind they will start bleeding.
Dance my puppet dance,
because it make my princess laugh.
Among this aftermath,
her smile is all that I have