Текст песни Мёртвый Город - Месть

Revenge

The fury in me kindle fire
Anger makes to take a knife in his hand.
The time has come, the hour of revenge has come:
The agony of those who have caused me pain.

I hate those who are lying to me,
Each of them will get in my hell.
The thirst for bloody vengeance in me ...
Soon bastards will burn in the fire.

From now on you - a slave, I - Lord!
Pity no to such bastards!

Rusty your cutting knife,
Fresh wounds prizhgu I fire.
You can cry, no one will hear.
I smash your life like glass.

Repent bastards in your sins
Panic, fear and tears in his eyes.
The flames caressed you in the center of flame.
Death may only save you from me.

The fury in me stronger and stronger
I enjoy my revenge!

© Dmitry Shah (Graf D'Immortal)