Maybe she's lost too many brain cells already?
Baby, there's a surprise waiting for you
He gives it to you when you're sprawled face down on his floor
His fist in your mouth to smother your cries
His hands on your body
Why are you screaming?
This is what you're here for, this is why you live
Don't you understand? Inferior. You serve for no better purpose
Stop your screams
Shut the fuck up
Don't you want your surprise, baby?
You'll get it when he pulls your hair and forces you down
Bend over baby…
Skin: sticky, salty, sweaty, savaged, screaming, smeared, scabbed, scared, scarred.
He almost wants to laugh at how pathetic she looks
Some morbid toy, Fair Clown gone wrong
Take a photo
You wouldn't want to kiss those swollen, broken lips
Not as pretty as she used to before
Bruised blue, runny make up
Hasn't been as pretty for a while now…
Baby I'm sorry. It wont happen again
Fucking dumb bitch
Doll. Dull. Dead?
Not yet. We've only just begun.
He'd pay to hear her sing
Incoherent, tearful slurs of a song
And what pretty art they make everytime its fuck time
He'll make her wash it over
Wring every ounce of his decimation from every fibre of those bedsheets
Why are you crying?
This is what you wanted. This is what you deserve.
Teach her a fucking lesson
Tattered wings fail to save you now, Dark Angel
You learned too late to save yourself
Or remain unsaved
It's been a long time coming
It's a long time coming every night
Be still and know that I am God
Duct taped and raped
Welcome to the beginning of the rest of your life