Now you've really crossed the line
Your hate for me is divine
My love yearns for your suffer
On your grave lurks my prosper

Taunt more as a lure but its no use
Knots tight my excite
I prepare the noose
Say no more it's time
For you to make your move
My blackened soul's lit by your fuel
Implode your moral
And drains your pride
Too late for debate [bad word] and hide
Time to take your life tolls the bell
To your [bad word] I'd like to [bad word] you

Hail to a father of divine
To the son the light will shine
From the angst of lost memories
just revenge to cure misery

We are falling
The light is calling
Tears inside me
Calm me down

Bless me with the
Leaf off of the tree
On it I see
The freedom reign

Midnight calling
Mist of resolving
Crown me, with the
Pure green leaf

Praise to my father
Blessed by the water
Black night, dark sky
The devil’s cry

The powers proven to end the madness
Upon I take it to end the savage
The rays of light a [bad word] of meaning
To my father the blood is pleading

justice rage for all to feel
With innocent cries and hatred squeals
The gore of evil seems to satisfy
When slain and maimed and pacified

My chosen torture makes me stronger
In a life that craves the hunger
Freedom and a quest for life
Until the end the judgment night

Watch the footsteps but never follow
If you want to live tomorrow
Steel a soul for a second chance
But you will never [bad word] a man