Lick the Knife

I shoved a knife so far down your throat,
I can hear your screaming while you choke on your own blood.
The scars on your arm compare to nothing like the fresh open wounds on your chest.
I carved a hole where your heart should be.
I buried it underground so no one can find it.

No one deserves it, not even you.
I drowned you in your own blood,
Pulling every bone in your body.
I didn't cry, I only spat on your face when you called me Satan.
I am Satan.

So burn.
And that's all you're good for.
After I lit you on fire and threw you away,
I ended up licking the very knife that ended your life.