The Devil and His Spawn

You don't know anything, do you?
About the fate awaiting you
It's just a matter of years before your downfall starts and you see the truth
Some might call me evil to even think the way I do
But they would change their mind if they really knew
About what you really are, the real monster is you
My dear, loving father, I hope you die soon
Oh, but not too soon.
You still have to answer for your crimes and the poison you spew
You can never begin to imagine how much I hate you
So you can dote on me all you want, all the better if you don't have a clue
That I'll be your undoing, I'll bring about your doom
You'll feel every inch of the fear I felt, every bit of pain we went through
And more, until you drown in your own blood and choke on it, you fool
There is no stopping your malignity, day after day; why are you so cruel?
I'll put an end to it, I swear to god, I'll make you repent and you'll rue
All the times you cheated on mom, the women you abused
Oh yes I know. How you threw yourself on the maid, tried to steal her virtue
She was younger than me, dad, how could you!?
How I wished I had a father I could look up to
But I've learned not to waste a tear on you, for there is no use
I'll stay here patiently, waiting for your skin to wrinkle, your hair to grow white, for your back to stoop
When you're on drips, unable to speak, frail in a patients' room
I'll pull the plug and watch you choke on your last breath, slowly fall into ruin
You may not know that hating you is like hating a part of myself, it is an ugly truth
But this hatred, this venom is what drives me, it's my fuel
We all have our demons, it's a sad tune we're dancing to