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I get my inspiration to draw this from some verses from Emilie Autumn's song "I know where you sleep”.
It's very funny, but I finished this art quite a while (only two days). Maybe I would do it better... soon. I don't know.
In this way:

I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth you hear,
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear,
Pontificate you, faded star,
Go on and show me who you really are

I know
The illness behind the image you create,
I know
The tedious need to turn all you love into hate,
You poor pathetic paranoid!
Is it just me or do you secretly enjoy it?

You play the victim very well,
You build yourself indulgent hell,
You wanted someone to understand you,
Well be careful what you wish for because I do.
You've got a fancy turn of phrase,
You set your trap,
You made your plays,
You're so fond of games,
You must never lose,
Funny, how the only one in your bed is you.

You can lie to the papers,
You can hide from the press,
You can fake it on stage,
You can crawl from your cage,
You can search and destroy,
You can kill and depend on it.
I know your tainted flesh!
I know your filthy soul!
I know each trick you played,
Whore you laid,
Dream you stole,
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it all!
I know the secrets that you keep!
I know where you sleep.

Characters (c) "Spicy Horse"

Description
I get my inspiration to draw this from some verses from Emilie Autumn's song "I know where you sleep”.
It's very funny, but I finished this art quite a while (only two days). Maybe I would do it better... soon. I don't know.
In this way:

I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth you hear,
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear,
Pontificate you, faded star,
Go on and show me who you really are

I know
The illness behind the image you create,
I know
The tedious need to turn all you love into hate,
You poor pathetic paranoid!
Is it just me or do you secretly enjoy it?

You play the victim very well,
You build yourself indulgent hell,
You wanted someone to understand you,
Well be careful what you wish for because I do.
You've got a fancy turn of phrase,
You set your trap,
You made your plays,
You're so fond of games,
You must never lose,
Funny, how the only one in your bed is you.

You can lie to the papers,
You can hide from the press,
You can fake it on stage,
You can crawl from your cage,
You can search and destroy,
You can kill and depend on it.
I know your tainted flesh!
I know your filthy soul!
I know each trick you played,
Whore you laid,
Dream you stole,
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it all!
I know the secrets that you keep!
I know where you sleep.

Characters (c) "Spicy Horse"