I have patience
To exact my plan
I have visions
That will guide my hand
My blade will strike
Slicing flesh
blood will spray
From these open wounds
Through my laughter
I hear you pray
God is empty
Just like you

Ripped from my guts
The noose is strung
I will pay
for those I've slain

I stalk in silence
To learn my victims ways
I use violence
To subdue my prey
My knife will strike
Slicing deep in flesh
My blood will spray
Covering your naked frame
You watch in horror
As I eviscerate
My entrails flow
You still pray in vain

I planned for ages
You never knew
My visions showed me
Why I've come for you

My goals completed
Your prayers unheeded
My guts are bleeding
Your still pleading

Ripped from my guts
The noose is strung
I will pay
for what I have done

I must pay

For those I've slain

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