Lupara bianca

Your time has come.
I brought you here.
The axe above you,
The end so near.

The crowd starts screaming.
They want your head,
Cause you seem guilty
And don't regret

The deeds you've done.
You claim your innocence,
But the judge believes me.
So death's your sentence!

Finally my wish occurs!
I'm now in charge!
You have destroyed my live,
Now I'll take yours!

The hangman gets you.
It's my revenge.
Perfect murder
With clean washed hands.
You didn't suspect
My dark conspiracy.
This was your ruin
And my bright victory!

My wrath kept growing
So many years.
I had to payback you
All my fears!

I catch your look
For the blink of a moment
And I suddenly know,
That everything was worth it!

The axe falls down,
Crushes your neck,
The lifespark leaves you,
Now cross the styx!
I taste my triumph,
What noone knows:
My web of lies
Made them my tools!