Ion Dissonance
She’s Strychnine
Like the Snake in Eden, only more slippery & deceitful
You're poison girl!
I could've swallowed you...
Seeking the proximity; to be under your flesh
Flower of flesh and blood, I wanted to be your blooming
I felt empty the minute you walked away from me...
Right now;
I miss just everything about her
The fragrance all around her neck
The way she moves, fuck yeah
Those tight panties...
I can't wait to strip you down!
You're a monument of aesthetic
Instead of glorifying (you), I'll re-arrange your pretty smile
An icon to be adorned, you make me sick!
With a rusty cleaver, I'll be the new Da Vinci
Whore, Poisonous, Wine, Strychnine!
You please yourself in the collecting of wrecks
Of men who've fallen under your charms
Between these luscious legs
A graveyard has became quite a populous nation
But I simply won't give in
As I have seen beyond the cruelty of your looks
Risen from the ashes of my love life
I aim to see you suffer...
And I desecrate everything that has been given...
To you, as natural weapons, against my will
Weapons that you so skilfully use everyday, you call this justice?
To be the one, that will show you that tomorrow's morning glory is gonna be tainted
And simply won't happen, ever again
As sunrise is no more
And so are you!