!!!!*This poem is about none other than Vladamir Tepes, also known as Vlad "The Impaler" Dracula*!!!!
I'll conquer your land and conquer your mind.
Run all you want, but shelter you'll not find.
At night, into your dreams I will creep.
And during the day into your thoughts I will seep.
In boiling water, or acid, or on a pike your will rest.
All the while your pitiful efforts I shall detest.
The trophies I'll take from your face and your skin.
Before I devour your heart and drink your blood to expunge your sin.
Order from chaos is what I will provide.
Cleansing this nation in one powerful stride.
For no crime, is the hope of any absolution.
For only in death is there an acceptable solution.
*Another poem about a serial killer. Vlad killed his victims at first to bring order and obedience, then he began to eat their organs to "give" himself spare parts and drink the blood for immortality.*
