Met my marble eyes
The first thing I realised,
I had no doubt of my despise
Toward your gazing eyes.
Ignorant, irrational, lunatic.
The perfect combination
Of people's final degradation.
The self-centered jerk turned into a man.
Just to annoy me even more with his grand new plan.
Just like the old fairytales
You've become one of my nightmares.
You've got wealth
And looks, and fame
What more could a girl wish for...
...but that would only add fuel to the flame.
Some muscles in that skull of yours
Would be the cherry on top!
Is that too much to ask for?
I promise, there is nothing more I wish for!