Wrapped in troubles

Die

Would love to see you breathe you last breath....
Your last sight I wish to be me. You deserved it. You were one of  the bastards who thought they controlled the world. You ain't nothing to anyone anymore... You've evaporated like water and let no trace of your future plans. I know bathe in your blood and feast upon your remains. I drink from your skull and savor the taste of death. You taste bitter just like I always thought you'd taste......
Your soul
I have trapped in a bottle. I'm saving it for later.
...saving it for that moment where I can no longer fight.
For that moment where your loved ones have regained hope in seeing you again and they've come to me to claim your soul. I shall lock myself in a room with no windows and no doors accompanied with a weapon. I shall inhale your soul and enjoy its glory. Finally when the effect has passed I shall join you in hell and torment you forever. You shall never Rest In Peace with me. I shall drag your family down along with you and I. They shall be tortured in the worst ways imaginable. Their blood will be drained along with their souls. I'll make their blood into stew...
Their bones and flesh into dolls
....And lastly their teeth shall be turned into trinkets.