Rage

My rage shall drive me from my grave.
My wrath be wrought on you and yours.
I値l slaughter your whole family,
Like jack the ripper slaughtered whores.

Gleefully I値l listen,
As all your loved ones die.
I値l bask in the sweet music
Of their final tortured cries.

And when you池e finally buried,
I値l merrily trample on your tomb,
And with the utmost ecstasy,
Watch your decent to fiery doom.

And them I値l no-doubt join you there,
In eternal bliss I値l swim,
As his demonic minions,
Forever tear you limb from limb.

For then you will know what I meant,
When I screamed that you壇 pay.
So may my posthumous letter,
Fill you with dread of that glorious day.