the defeat of the higher-ups

I know in my heart I will have my time above them
and they will be sorry they ever came near me
they will have no choice but to give me my leg back
and I will stomp me leg and roar
and they will cringe
and know they are helpless
I will spit out fire and burn their faces
I will pull their limbs off
like I did to flies when I was a child
and they will cry out
but there will be nothing to save them
I will not execute them
I will leave them in limbo
in between life and dieing
in pain
their pain will be 10 fold
what they threw upon my back
and I will make them suffer
under my hand a hundred years
then throw them to be gutted and raped
by the hungry masses they also defiled
"and you will know I am above you"
"and you will cry out for salvation"
"but as there was none for me"
"there will be none for you"
I will let them eat at your bodies
in living decay
infection and maggots crawling through you
you scream but there is no sympathy
you wanted to play this game
the tables turn