The Taste of Revenge - DEAD SILENCE HIDES MY CRIES

I curse the names

Craved for my death

It’s time to stop your breath

I’m back for blood

Which I’ll consume

You feel the taste of doom

My revenge.

It’s embraced my senses and mind

I promise.

The torments of traitors will come

I’ve found your place

That place is a tomb

Your flesh will rot in gloom

The choice is clear

Your end is Near

I want to feel your fear

My revenge.

It’s embraced my senses and mind

I promise.

The torments of traitors will come

Fall to your knees

Repent your sins

Feel the weakness

Soon you will cease your existence