| I will be there when you mock thyself | |
| In the nighttime, when the shadows dance | |
| I will be there when you burn thyself | |
| She betrayed you, coldness tears your soul | |
| Out of the darkness | |
| Ye've locketh me in | |
| I have been aneath | |
| I'll feed your fear | |
| Whose is this voice, and why this strayness, | |
| This bitter rage | |
| I can't control? | |
| She'll grind ye down | |
| She'll throw ye out | |
| I'll be all hate that hides in ye | |
| And all the things banished | |
| I shall promise you vast victories | |
| She will be crawling back on hands and knees | |
| I shall cease your grief and heavy moan | |
| I shall stick the blade through every whore | |
| We have no choice, drowned | |
| She shall be | |
| All th' wounds she stroke in thee | |
| Tenfolded striken back in her | |
| Tenfolded every whore shall burn | |
| In dreadful deeds we shall unite | |
| As one we shall not cease the fight | |
| I shall set ye on th' throne of night, | |
| Bring forth revenge that you desire "I grind my teeth, I grind my teeth I bite and pull ye deep beneath Oh, let the children come to me...!" ... | |
| And I shall set, yer desires free | |
| For dark is our hate | |
| So let there be rage! ... | |
| And I shall show ye th' sterling strength | |
| Of thousand pariahs | |
| Let there be revenge! | |
| I will be there when you mock thyself... | |
| My sight, has it frailed, has darkness prevailed? | |
| Is someone still here with me? | |
| Here in me? | |
| These hands are they mine? | |
| Is this smile or a grin? | |
| What is this hate in me? | |
| My love, where is she? | |
| Scortum! Scortum! | |
| Scornful whores! | |
| Blade or a loin they are yearning for more! |
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