Demanufacture

Revenge is so strong

I taste it on my tongue

My gun will be

Your angel of mercy

Dislocated by the eyes of disdain

Abused beyond recognition

I can't cope with

The madness abounding

Blasts in my head

Of gunfire resounding

Firing relentless

Killing the senses

I've got no more goddamn regrets

I've got no more goddamn respect

I am the thorn

In your eye

I am the thorn

In your eye

Repeat second verse

I've got no more goddamn regrets

I've got no more goddamn respect