Vindicta (Revenge)

Beautiful sacrifices rest upon my throne

Their screams and cries of mercy chill me to the bone

A harlot I was, throw your lousy stone

Set fire to my skin

A malevolent soul will emerge from within

 

Kisses, hatred and lies  

They all surround me like flies

Everyday, the innocence inside of me dies

Set fire to my skin

The beautiful being that once was is now a sin

 

Beauty and pain

Beauty and pain

A love that was nothing but vain

Set fire to my skin

Oh how he loved to win

 

Once upon a time, a love was full of life

A husband and his wife

It all ended with a knife

Gorgeous flames licked their skin

Such a deadly grin

 

Revenge was the only way out

It was all she could think about

Beyond the grave, no one shall hear him shout

Vanity is nothing without skin

She would be the one to win

 

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