paroles de chanson Revenge - London After Midnight

Written in vulgar disgust of ignorance, prejudice and jealousy:
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