Straight from the Mind of a Modern Day Vigilante

Fly for the door
I
Can taste those
Glands of fear
You extract yourself
As
I still draw
Near
A target fixed
On
Your face so
Closed casket is necessary
Safe haven is so far away
Soon the hounds will research
And smell you rotten and decayed
Decomposing In this
Earth I still share no remorse for helping you to become a corpse
I wanted this for so long I'm ecstatic
Deception I'll bleed you dry
All eight pints pumping from your throat you
Grow faint as I speak now I am known
I could push you a thousand times from the
Highest tower you should have seen this
Coming you fucking coward
Live another second to see disgust in my eyes
This is what you get for taking innocence from
Their lives
You won't be forgotten your mutilation was not
An option so dead now I'm relived
Fly for the door
I
Can taste those
Glands of fear
You extract yourself
As
I still draw
Near
A target fixated
On your face