Sweet talk will not pacify me
You are old and I am young
I can tell you are trying to analyse me
You are not weak but I am strong
This time you will suffer
Suffer for your time has come
You will find out how my head hurts
From banging it against a drum
It is too late to say you will help me
You don’t know how much damage you done
I see now there is a battle I have to win
You take me lightly as I have fun
It is too late to be forgiven for your sins
You have no idea how far you made me run
This time you will be crying
Crying for the pain you caused
You will discover so much anguish
Revenge for the years I have lost
Sincerity I cannot believe in
You load silver bullets in your gun
Sorrow will be your trademark
You are blind to the guiding lights
I fought my way out of the forest so dark
You won’t survive all the lonely black nights
This time you will scream
Scream for relief from your past
You will wonder how I managed
There’s a limit to how long you can last
It is too late to beg; my bite is worse than my bark
You are going to hell and that is a beautiful sight
Cheers!
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