​​​​​​​Murder me beautifully, brutally

You don´t have to tell me twice
Nor remind me of the price
I know all too well
How I´m paving my way to hell    
But you see
My frighteningly lovely daydreams won´t stop forming
From contorting
From twisting
From persisting
So truthfully

I pray, inexcusably;
Murder me beautifully, brutally!
Bloodily, with the right amount of crudity
With axe or chainsaw
Make people stare in awe
Make them think “How tragically pretty
this young girl forever is
I truly pity
this beautifully murdered miss”

How lovely, if I died like this