What you've done has created a hate
A passion to for you to die
A passion for you never to wake
I want you dead, no more lies
A bullet to the head or maybe just a knife
A twist pain I want to ignite
Burn in hell, drown in shame
I feel nothing you're to blame
If I could I'd end your life
End my misery, end my strife
I’d watch you suffer, bleed to death
I’d drink your blood and put you to rest
Bitter blood but sweet to me
Seeing your death, I’m filled with glee
So once again what have you done?
I’ll give you a head start, you better RUN!