Blood on Your Hands - Path of Destiny

I won’t look in your eyes, beauty like the stars,

shining so glad like a mirror of truth, but I avert

my eyes, it pounds in my chest, you’re a beauty

but ugly like the rest!

You are ugly like the rest!

You have to suffer, to be pretty, watch my working

if you dare, lay down in my arms.

Scream!

No one will upset my dreams!

Perfection is so nice to play with…

Everybody stares your face, breathless again

think you are perfect, an angel without wings

but I avert my eyes, it pounds in my chest, you’re a

beauty but ugly like the rest!

You’re ugly like the rest!

You have to suffer, to be pretty, watch my working

if you dare, lay down in my arms.

Scream!

No one will upset my dreams!

Perfection is so nice to play with…

It stares at me in the mirror, it’s disgusting to

live in this way, the scissors in my hand,

I’ll bring them close to my face and cut out the

truth of my eyes to open up the view of your

pitiable sight, everything turns black but for the

first time I could see your face, and how gorgeous you are…

My fast paced breath drowns out your screams, plays

with your hair and bursts my chest.

I feel the blood

flow down my hands, warm and gently, that’s not

what I want!