Klink, klink Goes the butterfly knife Swinging back and forth Blade shining in the incandesance Of your perfect facade

Clunk, clunk My step echos through your ears Your hatred resounds in my heart Blade rises to shatter Your perfect facade

Crash, crash Your perfect face now tainted With fracture and fissure Fault mixes with beuty ruining your perfect facade

Splat, splat Blood drips from the knife sliding like liquid crimson dripping, slipping and staining your once perfect facade

Crash, crash Glass falls to your floor Shining like water in blood Nothing perfect can stay even your once perfect facade

Clunk, clunk My feet hit the ground outside your shattered window Glass falling down like rain fractured like your facade

Klink, Klink Blade once again revealed whiping it against a rag to be burnt removeing all remenant of your once perfect facade