I'll destroy everyone in my f*cking path
As I seek to end this. You,
You who made my life Hell. You
Who made me hate every second
Of my existence.

I will hunt you.

I will hunt you to the very ends of the earth,
To Hell itself, if need be,
In my search for salvation.

I will eat away at your soul,
Just as the memory of what you've done
Eats away at mine.

I will embrace your death with a smile,
Slow and painful. Each stab of the blade,
Each pull of the noose around your neck will
Bring about a fresh wave of once unheard
Laughter.

And finally,
I'll rest in peace,

Knowing that you will be tormented
In the depths of Hell from whence you came
For all eternity.

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