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When I die

Paint my casket red

Let it be filled with the blood of individuals

Who’s hurt me from my birth to death

The ones who made my heart ache

The ones who made scarlet drop from my veins

The ones who made me think death isn’t so bad

Though it actually drove me insane

I want revenge

They say none of this is going to make things right

If you’re dead, they will still live their life

But if my life was a living hell, can’t my death be filled with peace instead

Let me consume their blood

Let that be my elixir

Only then will my soul rest in peace

In vengeance's arm

The comfort I seek that no one gave me on earth, the place where I was formed

I want retribution

Then will my death be worthwhile

And after I can proudly say my life was wonderful

My death?

Better than anything else

It was my revenge.