Retribution

Fear

Hiding in the closet praying he won't see

Knife in his hand shining brilliantly

Every little breath draws him closer and then he sees you

Eight years old in your nighty teasing all his perverted fantasies

Inner confliction feeding his erection

A pedophile will stalk until he dies

Their neglegence allows this every day

The future of a child once being defiled is faint

His misconception while splitting you open was you would lay down

and conceed this

Plunging through your uterus, dazed into subconscious

Lunacy forced to succumb you and you reach out obliviously

A knife all you see

Embedding it, ceasing his vision

Now your purpose seems ever so clear

Destroy the fiend

Then defile

Killing spree

Now rip the fetid flesh from his fucking face and then grab the knife

Fucked with serrated steel, fecal matter spills down his legs

Blood flowing out his ass

Putrid molestation met with retribution

His destiny

Dull knife castrates him

Feed him his sac

No one can save him

We own his soul