I hate you.
Seriously.
With every ounce, fibre, penny-pound and hundred-weight of my being, I dedicate each emotion and every thought of that which is me, to the burning, furious, earth-scorching, field-salting, driving you away from your lands and hearing the lamentation of your women kind of real, absolute hatred.
This is the kind of hate that not even death can linder.
A pox upon you and all that you love and cherish in life.
Waste away in ignomy, die slowly, feel your breath be in vain and your meals be empty.
Die as powerless, soulless corpses, a number in a hospital-hall, feed intravenously for years and years and PAIN AND TERMINAL STOMACH-CANCER
Oh because your dogs are pissing all over the place and it smells bad
That's all
PS! Please die.
EDIT: For serious, PAIN be upon you and all of your kind and kin