Turning me 
My conscience is calling me 
It wants to shake the beast 
The snake is twisting, 
My thoughts into needling extremities 
Reaction breaks me into fractions 
Taking all my energies 
Seizing my extremities 
So much that 
I cannot feel now 
This heavy heart 
Heart that 
I carry Still holds the weight of you 
And when I fall 
As I always do 
I'm crushed by the absence of you 
Perfection is there 
And the expression a stare 
A face that leaves no trace of wear and tear 
True beauty is cold 
Love and hate and human sexual nature 
This power is sustained by endless violence and pain 
A cycle I can't understand 
I'm tired of emotions 
They bare me with distortions 
They cut me 
Screaming "**** me" 
Wipe them all away now 
Let them see through eyes made of stone