Pretty, Pretty

Slice her open wide,
Sneak a peak inside.
Look how pretty,
Look how pretty.

Such a pretty thing.
Don't you make her sing.
Pretty, pretty please,
Don't bring her to her knees.

Her muscles: stinging, weak,
Struggle at its peak.
Is this the way she’ll go,
Drowning in her woe?

Dig your knife in deep,
You masochistic creep.
Slice her open wide
And sneak a peek inside.

Look how pretty,
Look how pretty.

Her organs molding blue,
A cold and dire hue.
Nothing she’ll be worth
Rotting in the earth.

See her bloodshot eyes
Searing as she dies.
Who could be so cruel
To break this precious jewel?

Now you've had your fun,
But look at what you’ve done.
As she starts to stink,
All you do is think:

Look how pretty,
Look how pretty.