Woman...I found the way to one lady's heart

Said she's made for modern art

Lady...anatomically perfect

Her limbs I soon will disconnect

We all sacrifice

She must sacrifice her body

It's so simple and I convinced her

Her body is now mine and I shape it as I want

I use different instruments

Gillette, stiletto - those are brought as for make-up

I prefer to work from above

With light so I lay the body down

On the Dodge Ram Pick-Up

Rectum...Her rectum is spread wide-open

Enough to put her left arm up there

Conclude...When I look at this creation

Glad I'm not born with my arm in there

As I look I need a shave

As you look you need a grave

And me...thinking, drinking red wine

Bored of things dealing sorrow

I like beauty and a touch of pain

to be connected

I make arts of tomorrow

Though it's hard to keep them to that day...

...they will be respected

This will be...luxury