I rancor the hate in me,
We lived with him,
And act like it's wiry,
Son of hate,
Why sway my mate,
You've scavenged thy thought,
And left me with empty faith,
You murdered him,
In hot blood,
You murdered him,
The sun witnessed it all,
From the death on earth,
To the breath in hell,
Welcome to the depth of hell
Where pain is a prison, let me out of this well,
Where great fell
And end never seems near,
Where hopes and dreams are swallowed
And devoured by the wicked
Till their empty satisfaction is replete
Let me out of these bars
Will I cry
Till the day deaths funeral purviews