Revenge - London After Midnight

Deep in this blackened void

The space that used to be my soul

No ray of light no hope has shown there in the

Darkened cold

In time memories and pain will fade and disappear

They must, but not until this mortal being has turned to scattered dust

You cannot judge what you don’t understand

Take the blade

From the child’s hand

All the petty lies

And the jealous whores

Matter little

And leave me bored

Repent, remorse, revenge

Repent, remorse, revenge

Why don’t you just crucify me

Nail me to a cross

And bite and scratch and make me scream

If that will get you off

In time memories and pain will fade and disappear

They must, but not until this mortal being has turned to scattered dust

You say a fall from grace

Would suit me well

Well you can crawl straight back to hell

Fear not to lie

It will seem a sharper hit

Nor to blaspheme

It will pass for wit

You cannot judge what you don’t understand

Take the blade

From the child’s hand

All the petty lies

And the jealous whores

Matter little

And leave me bored

Repent, remorse, revenge

Repent, remorse, revenge