Deep in this blackened void
The space that used to be my soul
No ray of light no hope has shown there in the
Darkened cold.
In time memories and pain will fade and disappear
They must, but not until this mortal being has turned to scattered dust.
You cannot judge what you don't understand
Take the blade
From the child's hand
All the petty lies
And the jealous whores
Matter little
And leave me bored.
Repent, remorse, revenge
Repent, remorse, revenge
Why don't you just crucify me,
Nail me to a cross
And bite and scratch and make me scream
If that will get you off.
In time memories and pain will fade and disappear
They must, but not until this mortal being has turned to scattered dust.
You say a fall from grace
Would suit me well
Well you can crawl straight back to hell,
Fear not to lie,
It will seem a sharper hit
Nor to blaspheme
It will pass for wit.
You cannot judge what you don't understand
Take the blade
From the child's hand.
All the petty lies
And the jealous whores
Matter little
And leave me bored
Repent, remorse, revenge
Repent, remorse, revenge
- 专辑：Psycho Magnet
- 歌手：London After Midnight
- 歌曲：Kiss