(Reader Beware)

I just happen to be
Evil
Ever since I could remember
I favored
Torture
Over
******
It brings a sense of overkill
And overtime
It becomes much worse
Than death
Trust I
Studied ****** pages
Out the Book of Death
So you know which craft
I've practiced
For ages
Graduately
Mastered Massacre
Professed uncontested chaos
Havoc bestowed upon
My victims
Shrieks pierce ears
Like nails against
Chalk boards

My knife scraps along
Your metal chains
Why worry I won't stab
I just want your eyes
You don't
Need to see
The method to my madness
For if you ever escape
You can't tell a thing
You'll only see
The last image
Me
My methods mimmick Hell
As I cause pain
Forever
I wont let you die
Blood drips like tears
As you cry
Now,
Settle down,
You'll get use to it