I sleep like a child
I thought you should know
I sometimes wonder.. how did you go?
Did you suffocate, was it vengeful, sweet, and slow?
Is your flesh still rotting or are you just a pile of bones?
I laid every brick
With only my hands
I gave you every chance
But I am a man -- you shall not wound me, mortal sin be damned
You sobered up and pleaded
The time had come and passed for that song and dance
You who so well know
The nature of my soul
Would never suppose
That i'd let revenge go cold
In fact it's like a wine
Sophisticated, perfected over time
A respite for the mind
One of the finer things in life