The broken vase meant a lot

As well as the chipped tea cup did

The withered flowers in the pot

The drawing of the reckless kid

I love the shredded window curtains

The blurry light they brought

The fragile porcelain on the floor

The fractured soul in me I bought

The aversion, the anathema

I didn't know why or who

A quite hard dilemma

But I know the rumors were true

A monumental leviathan reeking repulsion

A malefic archfiend to be destroyed

No hypnosis no compulsion

Could I forget what I saw in the void

The monstrosity... what was it?

Cause they seem to abhor its guts

It crept to me bit by bit

So I saw the burning cuts

To know who was the 'abomination'

I turned around and saw the terror

They want me to lose my concentration

Which is why I'm looking at a mirror

But no! I refuse to believe

I will not stand here and be scrutinized

This will not go unachieved

They're the ones who are paralyzed

I am looking for nothing but HAPPINESS

And I enjoy the simplest of things

You bring me nothing but sadness

No need to explain what your evilness brings

Shame on those who follow you

You are all a disgrace to this world

You morbid creatures you're gonna rue

The day your fine morality whirled

To you I am a miscreant, savaged wretch

Yes the rumors are true but they apply to you

To you I am a hunted, insidious beast

But I'm a man of honour at least