How far would you go?

My life is nothing, endless pain
I'm so fucking bored, i'm going insane
with thoughts of murder, betrayal, and death
the thought of taking someone's last breath
is driving me crazy, the sheer desire
should it be one person, or an entire church choir?
of women and children all the same
to me, your life is just one big game
for me to end whenever i please
i may let you live if you get on your knees
and pray to me like you do your god
maybe then i wont take a steel rod
and shove it deep down into your throat
while i scream and laugh that's murder she wrote
i can sit and wait as you choke on your blood
or bury you deep in six feet of mud
but then again, i'm just insane
how far would u go with my sick twisted brain?