What Did You Want?

My Horns Have Always Been This Visible
Your Failure To Notice Is Your Damn Fault

My Dark Ways Are All But Dismissable
And You Came Thirsty To The Dryest Drought

So Stop With Your Ridiculous Crying
No Amount Of Tears Can Restore Waste Land

And Keep In Mind That I Lie Here Dying
As You Build Royal Mansions In My Sand