Otep - Baby's Breath LyricsThe soft sound of snow crunchingunderfoot gives me comfort.Her building is at the end of the block. She lives on the north side.Bottom floor. Middle apartment.I see her: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 steps.Wrong key. Lock clicks. She drops hercoat and scarf in the entry andkicks off those...vixen shoes.She shuffles to the kitchen and poursa glass of scotch. (I am inside)She lights a cigarette and blowsthe smoke over the match. (She doesn't notice)The gray smog rises from herlips like a cremation furnace.The simple elegance of this quietmoment is almost irresistible.(But, I wait)She slugs back the scotch,finishes her smoke and ashes itin the sink. She unties her hairand enters the hallway, past thechildless bedroom with the emptycrib, past the altar coated in waxlike a wedding cake, and the tinypackages of meat, dead flowers,and baby's breath.She enters the bathroom, where she undresses. She sits on the edge of the bath. Her ***** body folded in half, heavy tits hanginglike mushy stalactites over herlap. (Oh, precious) She closes her eyes and holds her head as if itmight float away.For a moment, my thoughts driftagain, this time to the hammer I am holding. The handle issmooth as bone, the forged steelhead is heavy, and I feel powerful. She reaches for the faucetand I snap back to the moment.Bubbles brim the edge of the tub. Her fingers check the watertemperature and I am ready.I move behind her. She doesn'thear. I swing the hammer. Shedoesn't see. I crack her skull.She's in the tub. Face down. I am drowning her, mashing her headto the bottom, knifing the claw ofthe hammer into her spine andribs over and over and over andover and over and over and overand over and....Her body stops pretending tocare and surrenders as it is supposedto. just to be sure, I presshard, keeping her head beneaththe bloody water a few momentsmore. Her neck snaps, her nosebreaks, and her face collapsesagainst the bottom of the tub. I see my reflection in the mirrorand soapy foam has formed a halfsmile over the black nylon mask Iam wearingI lean to her. The water glistenslike glass. I hover over the surface, soft breath causing tiny quakes, and whisper, "I have doneto you what nature has done to me."She doesn't reply.I stand and turn off the light.The room is dark and empty.Just like I am now.