• a shallow grave awaits you my foe.
    I'll face you to hell and cover you too.

    you'll be eaten by worms, maggots, and mites.
    you'll see a grave isn't always formal, pretty, or nice.
    I may come back to visit you, once, or twice.
    and tell you how my life is now becoming right.

    no more stress or worries once your gone.
    my mind will settle and no longer throb.

    with the pain you brought .
    and the untrusting thoughts.
    I cant wait for you to die and rot

    I'll wait for you to drop your guard.
    I'll cut your brakes or I'll rig a bomb.
    on thing for sure is you'll be gone.

    I'll throw you into a shallow hole.
    you'll lay face first in the mud
    so you can see all of hell

    while daisies and tulips feed off your remains
    they can be as two faced as you

    as the unaware people of the world smile at them
    they stab their roots into your back