"And now you die."

I’ve had a dream
That you won’t like
It’s a dream about you
Fearing for your life

You cower in a corner
All on your own
I can tell by your face
You want to go home

You deserve this
You hater
You’ll be with your beloved friends
A few minutes later

I’ll tell you of your sins
And of how I’ve hurt
“I’m going to kill you,”
I say, a tad curt

A shock of revulsion
Of all your lies
I look at you and say:
“And now you die.”