Pure annihilation be my game, be my livelihood
The thousands perished merely objects for my amusement
Simple playthings to an overdeveloped mind
A bloody blueprint for a greater genocide
In effect, the consequence of crossing me
Is eternal torture, an application of my misery
For I'm a time that stands still, I am the perfect setting
For an indulgence in your death wish flirting

Dispute my influence all you want
The proof will lie in how I murder you

This time I won't cry, this time I'll make you my bitch
As I open my eyes my lust to kill becomes clear
It is the perfect crime of a passion not yet dead or dormant

Give me the impetus to kill
Just your presence will do
Suffer through the prophecy of me
The long awaited rued

Glare wishfully at the gleaming blade that invites you
To be privy to its sole purpose
With misty eyes gaze in frozen awe at me
While never in control of your destiny

Die