Sinister Song

Your skin tears nice,
it feels like leather.

worn across my chest,
like a deformed sweater.

you're eyes look deep,
what a fancy treat.
almost good enough to eat!

I could skin you
burn you
melt you alive.

but it's your smile I want,
not for you to survive.

you are a canvas,
of my evil plan

I could do anything I want to!
even make you a lamb!

I hear you breathing
are you scared?

did I go to far?

so here's your chance
take me down

and now we sit eye to eye,
me and you,
versus you,
I can't want to begin.

I could mutilate,
dismember,
make a mess out of you.

I'm more evil,
more deceitful.

I could make a coat out of you.

I've got you beat
worn out,
on your knees falling down.

and your last words they echoed,

I was wrong, I'm sorry my friend..