Stares of daggers dance in such hollowness
Words of hatred sing a better melody
Anger is evident in a perfect face
Revenge is then set for me
Sweet tears caressed down your cheeks
A healthful life touching the earth
Perhaps it would wash away the guilt
Cleanse every single dirt
A monstrous angel is what you finally see
I know I am what you think
Such masterpiece is perfect
A painful memory of me.
-- Avril Fortuna --
