i had jade-colored eyes that shimmered in the sun. if you stared at them too long, you'd catch a glimpse of what i've done. the faces of the damned & of all the butchered lambs, if i had to do over, i just would've done it slower.
when we meet, you will see: i will destroy everything of beauty. when we meet, then you'll know: i'll be the axe that clears the forest. |