Love sick and stricken so gravely with grief, I reared back my arm and I pulled out his teeth.
The blood in my eyes that tells pages of truth, an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth.
Kicking the body that lay on the ground, Satan's imps cheered as they all gathered 'round.
Telling of evil so sweet and so wild, I leave behind peace so tender and mild.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
Love sick and stricken so gravely with grief, I reared back my arm and I pulled out his teeth.
The blood in my eyes that tells pages of truth, an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth.
Kicking the body that lay on the ground, Satan's imps cheered as they all gathered 'round.
Telling of evil so sweet and so wild, I leave behind peace so tender and mild.