High ledges,
burning flames,
screaming voices,
of their saviours' name.

Confused minds,
many souls,
they belong to me,
throw them in a hole.

Bury them deep,
so they die,
bury their heads,
cover their cries.

Smother their dreams,
fill them with nightmares,
do as you please,
for I don't care.

Revenge I shall seek,
delivered to you,
then torture your soul,
'til I see right through.