You destroyed my being and my sanity. Tried to break my 
shell through the slaughtering of my family. You ran 
away unscathed, but not for long. As I wait in my 
asylum, temporarily my mind is gone. You had better 
fear me. I'll make your life a living misery. Once I 
find you I'll punish you unmercifully. I will feel your 
pain, an orchestrated symphony of cries. But now I 
wait, you'll soon die. Sitting here alone, I wait in 
the darkness, plotting my revenge. When I find you my 
family will be avenged. Motherfucker. You will submit 
to my punishment. As I wait in limbo I know this isn't 
it. Dreaming of a time when I have a piece of mind. A 
time of dreams and pleasures, a life without crime. Now 
I'm over the edge, towards the brink of insanity. But 
now it's becoming a part of me. I'm starting to enjoy 
this new existence and loathe all of humanity. Hate 
monger inflicting pain. Through years of waiting I'm 
finally free. Fooled all around me, into believing I'm 
sane. Now begins my trek, into this torturous game. I 
know where you live, where you sleep/hide. After these 
years, you thought I was away to die. My hate 
increases, my spirit is renewed. I feel alive again, 
ready to strike soon. I can taste your blood and your 
pain. This punished existence is a burning flame. A 
flame of hate, sorrow/grief that's embedded in my name. 
Oh it will feel good to tear you apart. Limb by limb 
your flesh will be sore. You will scream in anguish and 
I will punich you more. I've got you now bastard, in my 
clenching grasp. You can't escape me as you breathe 
your final gasp. Your life is being snuffed out with 
each slashing gash. Your screams of torment excite me 
more and more. Your life's now over in a flash. Now my 
quest comes to an end. Is it over? Or is a new 
beginning at hand?