DAGGER
      
There is the pain – there is the shame there is the hatred – you’re a criminal.
Everyday – in every way, I desire to see you in HELL.
Anger’s immense – no evidence, no possibility for any justness.
Keeping routine – you’re acting “clean” square is your mask – you hide in your own dullness.
   
My soul is scarred with a brand.
Now, it’s too late to pretend.
See the dagger in my hand.
   
What you did, it changed a lot.
You robbed my freedom with your plot.
Your existence massacres my mind.
May my nemesis remind.
 
HEY - YOU - DIE - NOW
   
Ref.:
   
My profound wish – it may come true,
I just can’t stop thinkin’ of killing you.
“implore for your life – on your knees, YOU BEGGAR”
feel the blade of my bloody dagger.
   
This is no justice – we are not at a court.
This is just revenge, requital; no tort.
I cannot wait, till I twist my knife, in your flesh –
till it’s over, your pitiful life!
   
HEY - YOU - DIE - NOW
   
Perpetrator and offender...
Free from honour free from splendor...
Just a liar and pretender...
Yet too late for a surrender...
   
At first glance – this is my chance, in my thoughts I killed you thousand times.
Know, what I intend – now you understand, I hate YOU and your crimes.
At daggers drawn – knight kills the pawn, this fatal maneuver brougt you into checkmate.
How does it feel – the chill of steel, when your flesh is butchered by my knife blade?
   
It won’t work, how you have planned.
You will die by my hand.
Let us bring it to an end.
   
You’re a doer and betrayer; reason, why I am your slayer.
Look at you – now, you’re bagging “please”
but this will not let me cease
   
HEY - YOU - DIE - NOW
   
(Ref.)
   
HEY - YOU - DIE - NOW
   
Perpetrator and offender...
Free from honour free from splendor...
Just a liar and pretender...
Yet too late for a surrender...
   
Enough is enough – it’s getting tough; my attitude towards you is disdainful.
Take the first stab – your blood is drab, after some wounds it is getting quite painful.
Look at your blood – filling each cut; red is the colour of your liquidation.
Now, I am pleased – violence is ceased; revenge-is-the-means for my compensation.
   
It won’t work, how you have planned.
You will die by my hand.
Let us bring it to an end...
   
NOW!