Hide and Seek

Let's play a game of hide and seek.
The victor always wins.
You'll run and hide,
I'll seek and kill,
to drown my sins
in the blood I spill.
Faster, faster, your heart will pound,
and I will smile as my soul is calm.
You'll wriggle and scream,
as I slice and cut,
and I will bask in the steady stream
that flows from your slitted gut.
Too bad you'll never see my face,
behind my splattered mask.
For I will always cherish the fear
behind your swollen eyes.
Tear, tear, sad, sad.
I enjoyed the way you died.