As I settle into my seat, seeing you there, br across the table, where once a best friend sat, br now my worst enemy, the person I want to get rid of. br Vigilant to your every move, so I sit here. br br As you were on the day you gave me a visit, br killing my family in cold blood, in front of my eyes, br as a coward tying me down, and taunting me. br Yet one day the tables will turn, and it will be my turn. br br Waiting for you to make your last mistake, br the next time you set foot in my path, br it will be your absolute last. br As I wait for that day with a craving. br br The day I will feel your blood running on my hands, br your body grasping to dear life around my dagger, br as you look into my angry eyes and fade away. br Knowing that I was the one, the one who killed you. br br As I feel the pleasure of holding your last second of life, br as my arms have a harder time holding you up, br as your breaths come less frequent, and you pass away. br I feel accomplished, happily fulfilled, I repaid my debt.