In my dreams I hear you scream,
I hear your blood crawl.
Salty tears spill from your eyes;
watch as you back yourself into a wall.

Embrace the cold concrete
against your witched spine.
All the pain and aguish you caused me;
now finally the pleasure is mine.

Sit there alone in the corner
the same way I did every time I cried.
Drown yourself in your fallen tears;
but it wont work trust me I’ve tried

I stand above your shaking body,
with a match in my hand.
A smile curve on my lips,
my show will be something grand.

Every part of you is dripping wet;
and the smell of gasoline is strong.
You will suffer just as I did,
pay for all that wrong.

It only takes one little spark
And the show will begin.
I watch with agonizing humor,
Watch me laugh at your sin.

Drag the little murder
across a small little square.
I can see in your eyes your fear,
I’m glad it’s finally there.

A small little flame
At the end of the stick,
I hold it out in front of me,
My pleasure is growing sick.

It flies away from my fingers,
falls gracefully to your feet.
With a shimmer of blazing light
this is the last we will ever meet.

Your screams sound like lullabies
there’re sweeter than sweet can get.
I look down and giggle,
But my show isn’t near over yet.


I urn an eye at your voice
Watch the flames consume
and drowned your screams,
In comes your impending doom.

Your burned and singed,
eyes all red.
They fill with all the blood
You caused me to shed.

You reach out your hand to me
I’m afraid it’s too late.
You turned your back on me.
when you did that you predestined your own fate.

Motionless becomes your body
my show comes to an end.
I watch the fire eat
what I once called a good friend

this time I won.
The table finally turned.
You liked to play with fire;
and in the end you got burned

But it’s only a dream
At that my favorite one
The dream where I do to you what you did to me
Because in this dream in the one that won