[Verse 1] I woke beneath a sheet of white, with thunder shaking through the night, a stranger’s hands, a stranger’s eyes, a hundred deaths beneath my skin disguised. Victor smiled and held my hand, said, “Easy now—you’ll understand. You’re something beautiful, something rare.” And I believed him lying there. [Pre-Chorus] He called me perfect. Called me divine. Said every little piece of me was chosen by design. [Chorus] “A COMMISSION OF THE HIGHEST ORDER!” That’s what Victor said to me. “A masterpiece! A perfect woman! Everything you ought to be!” But he never said whose blood I wore, never said what I was made for— till I found his notes behind the door: A BRIDE FOR THE MONSTER. NOTHING MORE. [Verse 2] Pretty hands from Caroline, Mary’s lips and Anna’s spine, eyes from girls who disappeared, all because perfection was what Victor engineered. He hunted beauty piece by piece, and gave those murdered women peace with knife and needle, bolt and wire— then stitched me up to meet his buyer. [Pre-Chorus] I asked him, “Who am I?” He said, “You’re history tonight.” Then showed me who was waiting there— and something in me came alive. [Chorus] “A COMMISSION OF THE HIGHEST ORDER!” That’s what Victor said to me. “A masterpiece! A perfect woman! Everything you ought to be!” He built my body for another, made from somebody’s sister, daughter, mother— Victor smiled like some proud father. I PUT HIS HEAD THROUGH THE operating room door! [Bridge] He said, “You don’t understand!” I said, “No, Victor—now I do.” Every scar became a name. Every heartbeat fed the flame. Every dead girl in my veins wanted payment for the pain. So I broke his hands. I broke his machines. I poured the fuel across his dreams. And when Victor tried to crawl away— I gave him a final reason to stay [Final Chorus] NO COMMISSION! NO MASTER! NO BRIDE WAITING AT THE ALTAR! You wanted your perfect woman— WELL, VICTOR, YOU GOT HER! I watched the laboratory burn, watched every stolen record turn to smoke beneath the morning sky. He made me for a reason. He was wrong. [Outro] I walked away while the rafters fell, with a hundred dead women inside myself. Yesterday I had no reason to live. Today? REVENGE. THE MONSTER! REVENGE.
