Vengeance Songtext
von Thy Art Is Murder

There is murder with purpose
The desire to pull the throats
From the perverse
Vindicated hate
The innocence taken
Is repaid with the blood
Of all those forsaken

Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now


The children never sleep
Eyes forever awake
Hiding secrets
Pain and mistakes
Hell is in their home
Light has left their heart
Innocence is shattered
Sous torn apart

I hear the cries
About the wolves in disguise
So i′ll cut out their empty hearts
And tear out their eyes

Preying on the weak
I'll kill your fucking breed
Taking back the lives
Of the children that you beat

Violence can be righteous
And vengeance can be pure
Hands designed to nurture
Now used for torture
The only cure is murder
The only cure is murder

Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now