| Life made to imitate art
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| Disfigured features re-sected upon being torn apart
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| My cubist rhinoplasty has left you defaced
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| Any semblance of dignity erased and replaced
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| The face of death staring at you is only your own
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| Distorted and twisted to form
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| The medium of meat, tendon, sinew and bone
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| Distorted and twisted to form
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| Eye sockets rerouted, now to rewire your shattered jaw
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| Aesthetic mutilation leaves facial tissue red raw
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| Gouged, cleft and hacked, now you’re drastically deformed
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| Through your grisly countenance, as an objet d’art you are reborn
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| The face of death staring at you is only your own
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| Distorted and twisted to form
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| The medium of meat, tendon, sinew and bone
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| Distorted and twisted to form
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| Sightless eyes, gaze vacantly
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| At the monstrous face in the reflection
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| Chiaroscuro realized, obscure art
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| Incarnated through unnatural selection
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| Disintegrating death masque
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| Leering features rearranged disgustingly askew
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| The work of a hack, your visage gleams
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| With the moist sheen of sanguine and sinew
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| The face of death staring at you is only your own
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| Distorted and twisted to form
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| The medium of meat, tendon, sinew and bone
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| Distorted and twisted to form |