If I must come for you
No force exists to save you from me
No prayers you scream will be answered
No silent God will show you His mercy
Your body will be mine for the breaking
Little by little, you’ll understand why
they say death is not the cruelest ending
Before I am through, you will beg to die
Your worst mistake was in the taking
from me what should have been left alone
You cannot repay the debt you now owe
So I will collect from your flesh and your bone
Death is too kind beside my vengeance
Far too swift with silence too deep
I will keep your adrenaline waking
your screams will lull me to sleep
You’ll curse the hour that made me follow
The shadow cast by what you’ve done
You’ll beg and plead to me for mercy
And find, from me, there will be none.
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