The scowl in my eyes,
Are filled with hate,
I do not care if she dies,
It is already too late

The deadly blade,
Bound to my hand,
Not a thing I would trade,
For this moment in time

My hands at her neck,
She can no longer scream,
I am officially a wreck,
I have longed for this dream

With the last few breaths,
That she will ever take,
I hear death,
Calling her name