Revenge

Revenge - London After Midnight

Written by：Sean Brennan

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