Made with the finest of ice,
Built with every possible vice
You made me like this
A heartless piece.
I can’t say it hurts, it doesn’t feel like anything
I can’t say I hate it, I don’t know what hate is anymore
I am made of steeled ice
Sculptured with every possible vice;
A lifeless doll,
Still, with no soul.
I can see through you
I’ll stare into your soul
With my empty eyes, I’m nobody’s broken, still doll.
