You tore her away from me You bound her to me bed You ***** her You took your knife And stabbed her over 30 times Before you slit her wrist And watched her bleed out
You sick ******* One day I will have my revenge I will show you what its like I'm even more sick and twisted I'll make you pay for this She was everything to me You ******* stole my life away
I spent the last 5 years Looking no hunting you down Now that I found you I see you have three little kids A wife so gorgeous You love them all don't you Now you get to watch them die
I'll start with the youngest child He's what 1 year old I'll cut his toes and fingers off Then his knees and elbows Shoulders and hips Then slit his throat and cover you in his blood And watch as he bleeds out
How about your daughter She's three right Well I'll cut out her eyes Sow her mouth shut Cut her open And pull her insides out You can see her pain
Where were you Their father, their savior, and protector Daddy couldn't save them Well how do you think I felt When you stole my life She was everything And I wasn't there to protect her
Now for your oldest He's seven ain't he I'll cut him up Pull out his insides Cover you in in his blood As it pours out All over the floor
Now for your wife Your sweet tender wife I have something special for her Something that will make you remember What it was exactly you did 5 years ago today When you stole her away from me
I'll bound her to your bed I'll **** her Take my knife And tab her over 30 times Slit her wrist
How does it feel To be dressed in the blood Of all those closest to you Now you know what I felt Now you can beg for death But I wont give it to you I'll make you an amputee So you can't **** yourself
I want you to live with this pain 5 years from today Maybe then I'll come back And rip your pathetic life away But I guess I already did So leave and suffer Feel my pain
I'll be watching Your death will be by my hands And it wont be pleasant Because by the time you leave The bomb I placed in your chest Will explode, leaving you nothing But residue on the grass
I have no intention in doing this! Just a poem intended to show how far a man is willing to go to obtain revenge for the loss of his daughter.