You think you are loved
You think all is fine
But all your blood
Will shall I drink like wine
I will never forgive
What was done by you
I won't let you live
No matter what you do
You will die by my hand
I will send you to hell
You will die where you stand
An then all will be well
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC
