You look surprised that you were gorged
By that little beast, that whore
All along you knew she was a tramp
Hell, on her back it's plainly stamped
So now your stuck upon her horns
In her clutches of sharpened thorns
As piece by piece, she'll take you apart
You'll know when she's done, you'll be missing your heart
You put physically beauty, before the beauty in the heart
So you got exactly what you sought
I watch and I snicker
Because your cranium was thicker
Than the words that I said
Not a syllable reached a brain cell in that head
I don't feel a twinge of guilt
You can live in what you built
I'll watch it crumble down
With a smile on my lips, as you are forced to wear that crown