Look into my eyes you son of a *****,
I want you to see what you've done.
Listen to my cries you leader of men,
I want you to know what you've won.
Steel your soul you prideful clown,
what's before you my make you sick.
Steady your hand you innocent child,
it's time for your last trick.
Enjoy your supper you ravenous animal,
it's the last one that you'll have in this life.
Watch the sunset you hardworking cog,
there will be no escape from my knife.
Epitaph, my ebook: