A trail of ruin
Left in your wake
Nowhere to run
No one to blame

Your turn to hurt
My turn to maim
Savor the hunt
You become prey

Broken teeth
Blood running down
Caved in skull
Thoughts spilling out

Now laid low
A visage of pain
Your spiteful acts
A mirror of shame

Hacked apart
Ripped in half
Always told you

I'd have the last laugh