The Revenge

You hear my steps through night they echoing

hear my whispers even my evil grin

you turn around but dark is thicken

by my lust of revenge you are now stricken

Time has come hourglass empties from sand

approaching you with an axe inn my hand

you see but a shade a shadow of me lurk in the dark

but know who i am,know my laugh and innate bark

you know my thirst my desire to drain your blood

make this alley your obituary,a lurid flood

I slay and i shred til gutter is red

satisfied first when you are deead

Nighteye dance white,shimmer in the red splatter

night rests again so deathstill except from your dying rattle

No one hear my steps fading away in the night

hear my laughter or sees my rapacious sight

tenderly i smear my axe beautiful and red

fervid runs my blood of pleasure now when you are dead

written 1988