I know he hears me walking closer.
Living the man i once was.
The fear i saw in his eyes as stepped before him.
Don't cry to me now, it's too late.
Cowards way out only sickens me.
As tears fell so did the light.
The smell of charred flesh would sicken a man.
But why should the smell of sweet vengence turn one's nose away.
Your screams became the bliss i've been searching for for so long.
The tightening of the skin becomes apparent as does the removal of your
existance from this earth.
Understand that you are only human and there are many ways to die.

 
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