I killed, I hated I raped, I kidnapped.
I’ve done things to haunt death’s
nightmares
I am the Master of Death, all bow before me
I’ve died and slayed with my sword do
slaughter all
Mindlessly like cattle at an abattoir
I fight battles internal and out
I am a mercenary of Death, I come on his
wings
Bearing his weapons
The weapons that fear and are feared by all
Death, my weapon, blood my wine, virgins my
feast
Creature of the night I am
Denizens of the deep I call
Creature of the light I was
Until I took my fall
No chance to save me, all do hate me
I cannot love, am empty inside
Full only of rage at those who created me
You. The reason I am, the reason I be, the
reason I do
I wreak my vengeance on all of you
One day you’ll see
You’ll see the sick side of society
I am the first, wont be the last, my
parting gift to you
You know me yet you don’t
You wont catch me, you’ve already killed me
So my revenge. My will to which you will
bow
You. The benefactors of my will. I would
enjoy killing you
But for now I will wait. For now
You are safe
For now…
This is a poem I wrote when I was very young. It amuses me to show it to people now...
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