WICKEDNESS LIVES

I want to kill the bastard who did this to youHunt him down like the animal he isFirst I want to flay away 
his skin like back in the day,Slowly peel the layers of skin in fine strips  Translucent like onion but much thinnerWatch his face; enjoy his screams For mercy, enjoy misery I create
I want to torture him for youTorture him like he did to youMake him feel the pain he caused youInstead he got away scot-free, I would have made him payHurt him like he hurt you
He should’ve been jailed at the very leastInmates hate child abusers in jailThey would shiv him In jail he’d get nailed Your mother let him get away with this
Mom allowed your stepdad to abuse you tooNo one wanted your Dad to pay the piperYour uncle wanted to kill himBeloved grandma urged him to let it go,So uncle shoved it under his hat
Your father doesn’t deserve to surviveOnly if he lives in great pain
You paid the price for their sins