Your heart is full of darkness
Your heart is deadly
You are so decorative but delinquent.

You don’t have deluxe but full of remorselessness
You don’t have discipline but full of criticism
You are such a crocodile

Everywhere you go there must be crescendos like juvenile school
Your parents are disciplinarian but it seems as if you’re deaf

People are always encyclopaedic but it seems as if you’re deaf
Your own eyes are enormous but deafening
Your own eyes are huge but it seems as if you’re blind

Beauty within but full of demons
Beauty within but full of errors
Beauty within but full of excruciation
You are existing but already dead

Beauty within