Luci (душевно, четко, прям всем падиком плакале) (исполнитель: Skillet)
Anxiety of treachery, wary of the interloper Never from the circle, the kindred you've confided in Always from a stranger, is what you would believe in? Cold-blooded betrayal, something not easily forgotten Envy was the poisonous effect, flowing through your veins Of What you should not covet, cowardly disdain You talked all you [bad word] you couldn't help yourself Wanting to divulge, craving to share your exploit Greed in being the king, naive of the penalty Revealing secrets, proceeded to deceive Never seen [bad word] blinded camaraderie [bad word] an afterthought, of what would not occur Reflection powers fury, dominating need to act Angst of retribution, only fleeting thought of dismissed Desire for revenge, strengthening resolve. Fleeting for respite, antagonism boiling over Settling at hand, consider your life Forfeit in every way, repugnance in my sight Bash your [bad word] head; don't feel that will be enough Mesmerizing in your pain, salt the wounds that burdened me Your suffering is justified, affect as much as I can bring Contemplating what you've earned, all this anguish you deserve Must prolong your agony, persecution [bad word] Carving you like a pig, warranted distress you live Vindicated mind-set spreads, all over me like gusting wind Don't distress because I'm not done, we'll start all over later as one Your back stabbing morals have taken away my life My conduct in your torture must make it worth it Haven't thought of this process I've undertaken Extend your affliction I'll work to keep you aware Wide awake your torment makes me think of how you act The all-embracing jealousy hidden surging in your shell No suspicion on you, loved to play the game of loyalty Misery saturates all you know to find me satisfied There will be no peace for me now [bad word] for anyone I'll ever encounter Your treachery will die with you