Your Demise

Your life I despise
Can't wait till you die
Body rotted
Covered in flies
You've done me dirty for the last time
Tongue tainted with lies
Black hearted, cold eyes
Hearing agonizingly crippling cries
Spilling your blood would give me a rise
Funny how I get off planning your demise
Ill get you one day, it'll be a surprise
Until then
You should invest in two sets of eyes