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I want to see the look on your faceAs I take your life awayMy tormented soul is quietAs I feel the flow of your life spray over my handsI see your coward face and my rage can't take the strainJust shut the fuck up and stand up, stand up nowYou'll see my vengeance, red mist descendsI can't wait to kill youYou're rotting In the eyes of GodThrough your corpse on the floor I shall find my solaceMy lust for vengeance precedes allPrecedes meI'll follow you past your fucking graveWho the fuck are you to tell me what to do?I will bring you downThe depths of my anger at my unjust captivity are only matched by the nature of your demiseI will not be compromisedThe stench of your rotting corpse leaves nothing to the imaginationEvery seeping woundEvery rotting organ leaves me entralledIf there was a God, I am SatanWhy can we give so much to a lie that does not return?I gave up everything and I was betrayedNow we lie broken men, and we die alone From Letras Mania