Green meadow's, delicate deer grazing, singing birds with their gentle voices
Rolling hills, a perfect world that is filled with only good choices
Safe from harm, protected by the breeze, food a plenty from an apple tree
Blue waters, clear sky's, but you see, that kind of life is not for me
See the smoke, feel the fire, the agonizing melting of your skin
Hear that scream, the symbol of pain, that just came from your kin
The black water is engulfing, the highest wave a bottomless hole fear will bring
Coldness present, can't hear a thing, tied of with my anger by a poisonous string
You never hear me coming, yet you know soul you see, my evil character it can only be
Now that, my next victim, is just right for me
