Текст песни London After Midnight - Revenge

Revenge

In the depths of the black void
The world that my soul was
No ray of light, no hope
There is no, in the cold of darkness.

In an instant of pain and memory
Will fade, fade
But while mortal being
It turned into loose dust.

What you don't know, can't judge
Take the blade from a child’s hand
All are petty liars and envious whores
They mean little and leave me in longing.

Sorry, repent, take revenge.

Why don't you torture me
Kill me at the cross
Bite, scratch me to scream
If it saves it will save you.

You say good fall will suit me
You can crawl right to hell
Fear of not lying will be a sharp kick,
There is no blasphemy to which he will lead.

Sorry, repent, take revenge.