Thousand Ways To Kill You - (How)

Reading me, is a reason to hate her, Violating all probable codes of conduct,
I trespass, into the paths of unjust and cruel violence, I warn you read further at your risk.
And if you do read further, you must read the post just before this, I can't justify,
I don't need to, But you will figure it out why?

I am Angelo, my soul has become dark, The monster of my past wakes,
I am ready to slaughter a million, I have been hurt, and I don't know why,
All I knew was to love, how did I become an adversary, An enemy,
A lunatic, A freak, its sad, But you will be more happy , when i tear open your jaw.

I will play with your long hair, and then pull them gently, A couple of strands tear,
But I am not satisfied, I want the bunch, I light my cigarette, and I use your skull as my ash tray,
I burn your hair with my lighter, i see it burn, You don't move i have tied you to your bed, our bed,
where we used to sleep, but you cheated, cheated on me. I see your hair burn, your beautiful hair melt.

I can see you cry, You see your hair burn, I lift a hammer and slap your joints, like I used to kill ants when i was a child,
Oh i also remember, i used to ham the crackers with the hammer, the harder you thrust, the louder it bursts,
I can feel your elbow breaking, crackling sound, I thrust your jaw, breaking a couple of your canines,
I laugh, I don't rejoice, I feel the pain, because you feel the pain, and I want you to taste the pain, MY PAIN.

I use a blade, open your mouth and draw a straight line on your tongue, the muscle bleeds, Melons come out,
The lips engulf with blood, Those lips you used, to lie to me, To speak to other men, To charm them,
Now it lies there diffused, the taste buds are no longer attached, you are drinking your own blood now.
You weep, you utter my name the last time, anheloooaaaaaa

I open my tool box, spread some shrapnel on the floor, spread a lot of them on the entire floor,
I lift your bed sideways, you are still drinking your blood, you look at the floor,
I lift my hands and leave it, the bed falls upside down, you are looking at the shrapnels, they come closer to your eyes,
A moment later, they are inside your eyes, Sharp as they are, your eyes bleed, those eyes, which saw other men,
which were full of lust and sin.

You can't scream, you are drinking blood mixed with shrapnel, You are in agony, maybe asking yourself,
Was this Hell? Baby, you haven't seen hell yet, And I break a bottle of Rum, pour it on her,
The wounds burn, Its too much to take, you rather die than, go through this torture, Not so easy,
The sharp end of the bottle neck, I use, to write my name on her perfect legs, waxed for many. The blood streaming down, like a fountain.

I can't see you in so much pain, I want to put you out of your misery,
I take a kitchen knife, and start stabbing your head, Once, twice, thrice, many times,
I can feel that yellow substance, with blood all over my knife, I had created a dent in your head,
I put my fingers in the gaps, and tear open the skull, the yellow matter is all over me, This was the brain, that thought to cheat me, thought of lust, and never felt any guilt.

For some reason you were still breathing, I saw your sun was setting,
Think of the days you cheated on me, You made me look like a miserable lonely piece of shit,
In front of your friends I was always guilty, I was the culprit,
Oh I am the culprit now, culprit of killing you,
Killing you, Thousand ways.