Cheyne Stokes

This will be your bleak dissolution

I will rid the world of your filth

I will scourge you

With no remorse

I will abolish all the pain you've caused

By your pillage of the innocent

Your horrid fate will not be quick

Grisly horrors will fall upon you

Burn!

I'll make your insides

Be on the fucking outside

I'll tear through your skin

And watch you rot

So, where's your pleasure now?

It's not so pleasing

When you are the one

At the end of this misery

Oh, but it is for me

To sit and watch you bleed

So say your final prayer

But I will promise you

God can't show you where to hide!