"Dubble-crosser" (Bunden vers, rim)

I am finally free,
To be nothing less then me.


And how I wish for thee
Nothing less than misery!


May you rot and burn,
May your good luck turn!


You are the worst of a kind,
And I wonder if you even mind.


You are so weak and shallow,
Inside of you is just a big hollow.


You double-crossing devil whore,
i wish that you wouldn’t be no more!


But I don’t care anymore,
Leaving all this without blood and gore.


How could someone be so cruel,
How could you want to fool,
Me,
And the other three.


You words are meaningless,
I’ve ended this party of chess.


There is nothing you can say.
I'll just pick up my jacket and walk away.