The final hammer fall
Already crushed your knees in so you can't crawl
Scream at me all you like no one can hear you
You call me a monster and you know it's true
This is your death knell
Deliver you straight to hell
Your actions had to entail
Now prepare yourself for the final gale
A Hatred so divine
One more strike and you will be mine
The feeling that runs through my mind
While you and my blades grind
Ecstasy in the least
I close my eyes and hold you down, ready for the feast
Demon you call me
And as I let my tools go to work
I find that I quite agree.
insides are out
cut out your tongue
no way to shout
blades satisfied, thier songs sang
ive got to hand it to you
your a stubborn one
clinging to life like theres something you can do
but you know this is a game and ive already won
but by all means hold onto your false hope
i think ill leave you like this
in the damp darkness you will grope
bleeding out, i bet you can hear deaths shallow hiss
and as i shut and lock the door behind me
i hear you scream at the end of your rope
monster you scream after me
smiling, i find that i quite agree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem i'm impressed this is one great poem