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Shut up – your talk is cheap

Once again you turned on me

My heart – now dead

My fists say what needs to be said

Blood boiling – every nerve alive

Your screams rise – kissing the sky

You can try to pretend

Wishing this story has a happy end

Revenge tastes so sweet

I will use your every word

As a weapon against you

Now is the time

This is the place

I want your head served on a stake

Revenge so sweet

blood stains my teeth