Aphrodite's Throne

[Verse] Under these ghastly lights, I toil away Sculpting flesh, my masterpiece to create For you, my goddess, my divine Aphrodite Beauty must be obtained, no matter the cost [Chorus] But why, oh why, do they all look so grotesque? These wretched forms that dare to breathe Blemished, imperfect, a mockery of your grace They must be refined, reshaped to please [Verse] With every incision, I am your faithful servant Removing ugliness, one slice at a time Recreating your visage, perfection personified Until this wretched world is remade in your likeness [Bridge] The screams, the pleas, mere background noise As I delicately wield my blessed tools For true beauty often demands sacrifice A price I'm more than willing to pay [Chorus[ So why, oh why, must they remain so vulgar? These twisted souls who scorn ideal beauty Have they no eyes to see your radiant form? I'll force them to look upon your majesty [Outro] Fear not, my love, your loyal disciple remains Though the path be paved with skins and bones Until this flawed canvas has been remade Into an exquisite tribute, my Aphrodite enthroned