From people like you

wanting the bodies of innocent angels

whose souls belong to me

you'll never have the ability

to comprehend

crazed minds like mine

run and leave your dirty dirt

                    Floating behind

in my dreams i kill you,

every time i blink

I see your tiny skull being perforated

by my inhuman fury

so tie the laces on your dirty sandals

                    Fuck off

Run and leave your brand-new, polished dirt

                    Rotting behind