Tear Drops To Hell

I should have killed you
I should have done a lot of things

now I've come back
now I am ready

they say practice makes perfect
practice is all I have done

I stabbed my way back here
I plan on stabbing my way out

your death wont be glorious
it will be hideous

I am going to make a mess
I am going to use your long intestine for a noose

I will derive pleasure from your tears
cutting you deeper just to watch them pour

I will save your tears
I have saved all my victims tears

I love the smell of fear that resides inside the tears
the fear lives on, it wont die like you

cry, and cry some more
that's what all these tiny bottles are for