What a lovely night,
Not an animal in sight
And no one to watch me head home
I see colors in white
and the cold winter plight
of creatures that venture into the unknown

For hours I walk
Shivering, distraught
Up till I reach my shack
Then I cradle the fire
And now I admire
The screams emanating from my basement

As I walk down to the door,
A softer voice implores,
Pleads and begs to be freed
But I know he must suffer
Lest some other
Be the victim of his horrid vile deeds

“Get up”, I say,
“I’ve been away today,
Here’s some water and some food.
You know better than to whine;
To atone for your crimes,
So don't ruin my mood.”

Now I am become God,
Free from the facade
That everyday life brings to mortals
If I decide who dies,
Who lives and who cries
Then why must I be bound by morals?

What a lovely night,
Not an animal in sight
In the distance I see red and I see blue
I know my time is up
So I sigh and I shrug
And I offer my life to the noose