The Portrait

So young and prettySuch a pretty boyLet me paint your portraitYou'd be an artist's joySuch a shame to lose itSuch a special boyUntouched by sin yetStrike a bargain boySomething heard youAccepts the vowNever to ageForever young some howAnd all the evilDoesn't touch your faceBut corrupts the portraitLeaving your flesh unchangedGetting bored of timeSensations don't satisfyDestroying your friendsThis evil must endSo you kill the painterFocus the anger nowYou've got to be freeFrom this evil vowDespise the portraitUnsheathe the daggerJudgement day