You have the privilege
to call me evil.
Even though you know this word is not enough.
I only ask you to be civil and
open your mouth only to taste my wrath.

What can I say?
Such lack of imagination.
Your anwers are logical
But they just don't fit the question.

Split my head in two
If this will soothe your pain
You know this can’t be you
Or I’m driving you insane.

Evil 100 percent.
I know I'm vicious.
Devilicious

Knock me down
I will rise back up.
Even from the ground
Buried and dressed in black.

You love to insult me,
do it if you will be pleased
hurt me, rape me
if you think the horror will be seized…

You know it won’t,
No..
I know
You don’t.

Evil 100 percent.
I know I'm vicious
Devilicious

Dip my hair in red
And paint my name
All across the bed
Just like a torture game.

Pierce a little spear right under my tongue
and
Compose with my screams a new inspiring song.

Cut through my chest and remove my heart
Possibly after this I might not come back….

Evil 100 percent
You know I'm vicious...

Moves faster than the waves, beyond
Begins with your genitals and then goes on.
Just like an infection, an ill suffocating bond
Eats your soul,skin,flesh and bone.

Then leaves you alone….

It’s ambitious
It’s torment
It’s promiscuous…
We both know It makes me vicious...
Devilicious