Massmurderer



I arise straight from hell

Soul as black as the pits where I dwell

As my hand delivers a cherished gift

No one shall survive



Overrated are your pitiful lives

Just a mockery of a genuine life

Oh so grateful you ought to be

As I free you from your misery



Feel the light - The purifying light

It shall cleanse you all - From surface to soul



What a beautiful way

To vaporize and fade away

Surely you must blame it on me

Yet all your life dead you have been



I am the judge

The jury

I am the executioner

Die!



All hope lost

Death draws near

You will die

The massmurderer



How honored I am

To witness this end

Even my black heart weeps

So beautiful is this death so deep