Cruel Intentions

I just don't know if I shall pass
This chance I get to kick your ass.
The time is here, your death is near.
I'll make it painless for you, dear.

Now you can chose your way to go.
You want it fast? You want it slow?
And do not say that it's not fair.
I know it's not, and I don't care.

I'll draw the blood with your own knife.
This is the ending of your life.
Farewell. Goodbye. I wish you well.
It's about time you rot in hell.