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Under innocent brown eyes I watch

Within the cage of this untainted skin

I burn deep into her soul

and one day she’ll be mine

She takes it like a good girl

All the pain dealt by their hands

Her broken heart feeds my need

And one day she’ll be mine

Ah, to split this flimsy flesh

To take this mind and these limbs

To make her burn as I have

When one day she’ll be mine

To see those who love her pain

Who twist her flesh, her mind and her heart

And make their lives pool at my feet

When one day she’ll be mine

She’s lying on her bed again

She’s sobbing, soaking the covers

My roots dig deeper into her heart

And one day she’ll be mine

I flood her mind with images

Of a knife, of skin and satin blood

Of bedsheets constricting her victims’ necks

And on that day she’ll be mine.