Текст песни My Sweet Revenge - Avarice in Audio , Croona

Trapped in my prison, of hedonism
The saviours risen, to my derision
Bad decision, flashing crimson
World collision under his supervision
I believed his superstitions
Plied me with blind ambition
Grind me to perdition, for my attrition
I idolised my patrician

Grind us to bone & dust
Our blood on the knifes edge
Grind us with laws & lust
My sweet revenge

Grind us to bone & dust
Our blood on the knifes edge
Grind us with laws & lust
(Taste) My sweet revenge

Standing beside you
Waiting to consume
Thrusting inside you
Like salt in the wound

Standing beside you
Waiting to consume
Thrusting inside you
Like salt in the wound

Grind us to bone & dust
Our blood on the knifes edge
Grind us with laws & lust
My sweet revenge

Grind us to bone & dust
Our blood on the knifes edge
Grind us with laws & lust
(Taste) My sweet revenge

The choice I made, our lives are fake
A tragic waste, following faith
Ten years I lived this way
Only to realise my mistake
I worshipped only pleasure
Living for the taste of greed
Only after tearing out my eyes
Can I finally see

Grind us to bone & dust
Our blood on the knifes edge
Grind us with laws & lust
My sweet revenge

Grind us to bone & dust
Our blood on the knifes edge
Grind us with laws & lust
(Taste) My sweet revenge