Cyanide -

Hydrogen Cyanide is a colorless gas

With a faint bitter almond like odor

Cruel fashioned murder with an old fashioned disguise

Releasing a poisonous gas, to deceive your eyes

Don’t trust your eyes, eyes!

Perfect murder itches in the back of your mind

Laying out the plans for you time to execute

Rushing home to prepare a laced enchanted meal

You loved ones are blind to your suicide holocaust

Time to execute

Execute your plan

All you have is, potassium cyanide!

Existing troubles will soon fade away

Greedy intentions, you posses no remorse

This white powder will consume your bloodline

Leaving behind a trace dysphoric story

Entering your central nervous system!

Cyanide murder suicide!

Judas of the saints, of the saints

Your tunnel sees no light

The ingestion of cyanide and cessation of respiration!

Die!

Emotional and instantaneous collapse