To die a painless death
Would suck. I'd hate to die asleep.
Pity and a lack of pain,
Is mercy for the weak.
Cracked-open skull and broken bones
Would be a dream come true.
The wicked of the world will
Suffer for what they do to you.
Gorge out their eyes and
Scrape their bones,
It's torture made for two.
The suffering and pain has been created just for you.
To die a painful death
Would rock. To smell my own flesh burn.
My face and hands melted away,
Would surely make your stomach churn.
