As we lower you down to the ground,
his meaningless words are just a hollow sound.
Offerings redundant and weak,
from god who sometimes turns the other cheek.

Nothing but my most primal right,
their blood in my hands shall make things right.
Vengeance is for the strong,
pure fucking blackness is what I long.

Pure fucking blackness, filled with madness.
Immense grief, without relief.

Nightmares haunting my mind,
your last breath as the last sight.
Forgiveness is for the weak,
I will not turn the other cheek.

I will not get back your life,
but theirs will have to do this time.
Vengeance is for the strong,
pure fucking blackness is what I long.

Pure fucking blackness, filled with madness.
Immense grief, without relief.

Lord of vengeance, I am summoning thy soul,
in darkness, I am now thy own.
Let me see, them bleed for me,
violently, they must die.

Lord of Vengeance, do not let me be weak,
for thee, I must kill.
For eternity, my heart and my soul,
are for thee, in darkness.

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