I can do no harm
For I am imperfection
At its absolute greatest...
I've already stolen all expectations
What is left
Is carved out and impure
I've sent down an angel
From the highest hemisphere
To render you incapable of remorse
Just like Me
You'll feel ice as empires topple around you
You'll feel fine
As your foremothers grit teeth and curl up
To meet oblivion
When it is at it's quietest
I will ascend back up
Onto my throne
I am all alone (I like it, I like it)
But I have painted
A harlequin smile on the face of despair
See it drift far from you
I will decide whether or not
My orchestration greets applause
