I wanted my body to be incinerated

My organs donated

Followed with a party of my death celebrated

Instead, by my body some nitwit stands

They've got my organs out and left to spoil

My shell of a body filled to look full of life

Colors smeared on my face like some blank canvas

So I let darkness seep in with an evil intent

my last wishes going unheard

Making you pay is now my goal

Without peace, there is war

My war with you will be your biggest fear

So get ready for I am now here