Sugartooth (Mundus Vult Decipi - Part I) - Killwhitneydead

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