Dreams Of ***

The dark of the night
The pool in the light
The scent of the flowers of your death on the shelf
The clock ticks and tocks
While times passes by
The rose on your coffin
The drip drop of blood
The swish of the knife
As it slides down your throat
See the flowing crimson liquid
As it stains your clothes
The beating of your heart
I hear it die down
The satisfaction of seeing
You dead like me
I gently rolled your over
And cover you with gas
Lighting a flicker
Of a bright, bright flame
Hearing your silent screams
Echo through my ears
I light you on fire
See the flames dance around
A satisfied smirk appearing round my lips
I walk around slowly
Spread the gas all around
I light another match
And burn you house down
Back away slowly
Seeing the flames turn to ash before my eyes
Remembering the satisfaction if your surprise
My eyes flicker open
It was all just a dream
Oh how I wish I could kill my enemies.