Torture.

I want you to suffer endlessly,
Painfully, With these tools of treachery,
Agony, Sodomy, your viscera fully exposed,
I have these visions of ecstasy,
Sinfully, Free the beast inside of me,
Hatefully, Skillfully, my redemption nearly at hand.

Lay waste, lambaste, Do not leave a single trace,
Within, the skin, that is peeled extremely thin,
My knife, Your life, innards turned to goo and tripe,
With this, interest, madness infused with malice.

I work on my masterpiece,
Pain inflicted ever so,
Slaving over the diseased,
pain inflicted ever slow,
I crush your week bleeding knees,
Entrails slipping on the floor,
I won't hear your cries or pleads,
Pain inflicted evermore.

Your face is disfigured rapidly,
Happily, with these tools of treachery,
Heresy, Destiny, By tomorrow your Bane will end.
This is the night of my villainy
Devilry, my artwork of blasphemy,
Fiendishly, so bloody, by tomorrow my joy will end.