Why should you leave me,
why couldn't you just beat me,
why here all alone,
why did you have to see me?
I was willing to work,
I killed and left them in the dirt,
still you stabbed me,
why didn't the knife do it's work?
I was treated cruelly,
left to die slowly,
you never cared though...
but when I stabbed I did it coolly.
I didn't flinch at your shrieks,
I loved to see you so meek,
as I twisted the knife slowly
as you die your blood leaks...
When it was over I grinned twistedly
I know now why he showed no love
I now laughed wickedly
demon I was, dripping with blood...
