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Crawling out of my hole, my sullen hole,

To rectify the mistakes of my previous abortion,

Is it any better or is it still an abomination?

It doesn't matter because I'll be gone soon enough.

Fueled by my hate, drowning in the rain,

This noxious potion of anger and ache,

Intoxicates me and poisons my brain,

Cut me off from life and make it all go away.

Shut me out like you always intended to you egotistical prick,

I just wanted someone to talk to but you kicked me to the curb,

Watch me paint your portrait in your own blood,

All this from my delusional mind, set off by your callousness.

I need to crawl back, back to my sullen hole,

For man is a species of heartlessness and deceit,

They torment me for their pleasure, why why why?

Cut them off from life and make it all go away.

My sullen hole,

The only escape from this Hell on Earth,

From you worthless sacks of shit,

I hope you get stabbed in your stomach,

And that your last few moments of life are dominated by your skin being peeled off,

For you deserve the most painful, agonizing death,

And I'll be the one doing the stabbing and the peeling,

I shall take great pleasure in it,

As I stare into your eyes as you die.