It happened before anyone could react
It happened before the sun could rise
We all knew it was too late
She kissed the spike so she wouldn’t die
Sweet freight train rush straight to heaven
Blood to the boiling point
Eyes focused and aimed
Strength is beauty
Beauty is a disease
She aimed her love at the eternal heart
She aimed her love at the collective consciousness
Two shots
Modern art all over the walls
She kicked the world in the balls
Her soul ripped every father apart
She laughed in their faces
Pain is ugly
Ugly is a virtue
Two fists are better than one heart
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