i desire death so
inflict it upon the unwilling
anger not a consideration
pity never a motive
carnage my hunger
filth in decay my art
canvassed and prey
ruin the wanten
execute the innocent
no one immune
so fear my attention
my only intent is to kill
hope is the first to die
you are the last
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem