You reminded me life is artnAnd we mortals are artists at heartnLife is aesthetically tragic,nAnd thosee complications are magic.nnMy ressurectionnnThere's a wide selection of sharp affectionsnIn the torture chamber of my chestnI vomit oceans of sharp emotionsnThe absinthe is so hard to digestnnYou reminded me romance is pain;nLabeled emotions are chemicals chains.nDefinition kills the connectionnI thank you for my ressurection.nnMy ressurectionnnThere's a wide selection of sharp affectionsnIn the torture chamber of my chestnI vomit oceans of sharp emotionsnThe absinthe is so hard to digestnnThere's a wide selection of sharp affectionsnIn the torture chamber of my chestnI vomit oceans of sharp emotionsnThe absinthe is so hard to digestnn.......nnThere's a wide selection of sharp affectionsnIn the torture chamber of my chestnI vomit oceans of sharp emotionsnThe absinthe is so hard to digestnnThere's a wide selection of sharp affectionsnIn the torture chamber of my chestnI vomit oceans of sharp emotionsnThe absinthe is so hard to digestnnMy ressurection My ressurection My ressurection My ressurectionnnExcruciating Excruciating Excruciating Excruciating