Coiled deep and burning bright...
Loathing seething, madness alight...
Boiling blood and grinding bones...
Hollow soul and empty heart...
Longing for vengance mine...
Turning wheels inside double time...
Blood-bourne fury and venonmous tone...
Cold glare of hatred flare...
Out-stretched palm of focused rage...
Die you must, in agony, screaming...
For taking pleasure in the pain...
On the torment you wrought on ones dear to me...
Fall now, and burn away...
As I come to you on my darkest day...
Eyes as inky black as my soul...
As I watch you writhe in deadly burning light...
Satiating my long-turning thirst...
Go to Hell, you say...
Maybe, I say...but you first....