I will kill you, my enemy, my nemesis.

I'll make you wish you never had genesis.

I can't seem to end you, as hard as I try to,

but this time will be different, this I assure you.

I will tear out your throat, slice open your belly,

I will rip out your guts, make you eat them like jelly.

I will crush you and maim you, I will twist you and wrench you.

You will beg me to stop, and I will only continue.

'emasculate, 'eviscerate', 'humiliate', 'exsanguinate'

can't begin to describe your eventual fate.

I cannot show mercy to you or your kind,

I will do this to as many of you as I find.

And just when you think there's a lull in the action,

You'll woefully find it just a delayed reaction.

I'll start anew and your pain will renew,

I'll go for the bones, and maybe sinew.

Once your thoughts turn toward Perdition,

I'll have you in the proper position,

and I'll make a quite brutal incision,

enough for you to announce your religion.

And just when you think At last it has ended,

I'll play with your corpse, make you truly offended.

I'll pretend that it lives, make it dance little jigs,

make it say 'You win', then take all that it gives.

Only then will I be completely assured,

Your weasely voice will never be heard,

Your genes will never be spread,

For you will at last be quite dead.

I will kill you, my enemy, my nemesis,

oh yes, I will kill you, you pitiful presence.

photo ©2010 Damion Chaplin