( Play the song. Once it starts, then you can read this dark poem.
Enjoy... ;) )

Your words cut more,
Than a knife.

But mine,
Like a scythe.

As you scream for your life,
I'll enjoy to end your life,
With my knife.

71% of the earth,
Is filed with water,
Like the many life's I had slaughtered.

Every one wanted me to die,
With a soft cry.

They said I wasn't fine,
True.

I'm great!

I kill to save people,
With my chain sickle.

They say I'm crazy,
But I'm fine.

As you try to run,
I shall have my fun.

They say I'm mad,
I'm just  a psychopath.

Wanting to have fun.

As I chase you,
And kill you.

What a fool.

You are.