I had a dream

I had a dream,
A dream of murderers,
An image of you and I.
I felt the grip of this sword,
Blood running down my hand.

I saw the fear in Iphigenia's eyes
With yours I feel revenge.
I imagined her lying on the altar,
The temple stained with blood.

It was a decade,
A century to my hungry mind,
But now the taste of sweet revenge
Will finally be fulfilled.

I stepped back.
And I watched the man,
Who killed my daughter,
Killed our marriage,
Killed me of any pity.

It took him a minute to die.