fun

the room is cold.
but what should you care.
the place your going next is on fire.
thats right. you know where your to go.
i will drag your rotting corpse with me.
with me strait to hell. where you belong.
when i finish with you there wont alot left.

i start with acid.
little drops i tell myself.
i dont want to kill him to fast.
little drops here and there.
the scent of you flesh as it burns,
rises my and fills the cold dark room.
then ill have my fun, with a nail gun.
13 in each hand, one at every joint.
then i heat things up with a blow torch.
i burn my name across your back.
when i finish my 22 letter name,
you back is all blistered.
so i scrape off the blisters with a knife.
and burn it again. you will never be able to forget it.
then i take a pair of pliers.
and one by one i will rip out each finger nail.
your screams fill the air.
their sound is music to my ears.
then i shall take a knife to you.
death by a thousand cuts they used to call it.
and i shall use it but only just so make sure your awake.
well my fun has to come to and end at some point.
i take my time on the last part.
i work my way slowly to you heart.
when i have it in my grasp i squeeze.
can you feel the pain?
the look on your face says it all.

now that you heart can no longer beet,
i shall send you to hell.
ill see you very soon
DAD