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Vengeance Inspired

by The Witching Hour

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1.
Oh What tragedy waits me When I rise from these sheets I’d kill to waken nevermore And eternally sleep Pray Pray, pray for the kiss of death The rain flows from me I have awakened now And I realize I’m prisoner to my Pain, prey to the will of my black soul Self-destructive and I don’t care It doesn’t really matter I never planned to get this far, so Pray for me I’m still in hell, no matter fucking what so Pray for yourself I’ll keep preying on myself until I end up in the dirt so Fuck your fake air of compassion I don’t need it, I need help so Kick the chair from my feet once I’ve put the belt around my neck I’m sick of all day dreaming ‘bout it Talking ‘bout it, I just want to Be gone from this world and be away from all you fucking scum My existence is an abscessed, throbbing cyst On the lives of everyone I love I am the lance I will rid you of this pest forevermore These are the ramblings of a madman Soon to be deceased Cursed be the life of the mortal man I defy my creation, my existence is pain Pray for my lost soul Prey to my sorrow Cursed be the life of the mortal man I defy my creation Existence is pain Pray for me I’m still in hell, no matter fucking what so Pray for yourself I’ll keep preying on myself until I end up in the dirt Fuck your fake air of compassion I don’t need it, I need help so Kick the chair from my feet once I’ve put the belt around my neck I’m sick of all day dreaming ‘bout it Talking ‘bout it, I just want to Be gone from this world and be away from all you fucking Scum Pray for me, I’m still dead Pray for me, waste your precious fucking time Mourning the life of a soul long lost in hell Life is not a gift but a burden bestowed on those cursed With the sin of being born
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This is vengeance inspired Good, you’re awake I’ve been longing to see your face When you realize what lies at your feet Her paramour The secret of the wretched whore The subject of tonight’s show There he is Bound and gagged Like yourself And with his eyes peeled back Forced to watch in horror as I Play with your skin Carving tally marks for every fucking day I can’t get back Yes, cry Let him know how much it hurts I know you think I’m insane But that’s just where we disagree If you can’t see the error of your ways I’ll pay you back for all the pain Watch her now Bathed in fresh blood Listen to her Screaming, crying, begging, pleading No I will not relent Now I’m in control Eye for an eye Heart for a heart Paint that fucking bitch blood red The righteous cannot be found In the three of us, now that’s a crowd Too many, one of you must go Or the both of you Fuck it, who knows Oh, the righteous cannot be found In the three of us, now that’s a crowd At least I’ll admit I’m a piece of shit Slaying Carving Killing Slaughtering for pure vengeance I gave everything I had I gave everything I had And you went behind my back So you think you know pain? Well this is just a taste You can scream if you want But there is no escape Watch as I pry off his fingernails You fucking whore And relish in the sound of the bones crack I want more So you think you know pain? Well this is just a taste You can scream if you want But there is no escape This is the realization of my truest hatred Hang on with me now, I’m not done yet This is the realization of my truest hatred I have one last job before it’s too late So you think you know the pain of a broken heart? Well tell me, have you heard your broken lover’s heartbeat stop? I’ve seen (I’ve seen) I’ve seen fucking hell Eye for an eye (I’ll show you) I’ll show you fucking hell Eye for an eye Make that fucking bitch blind Eye for an eye Paint that fucking bitch blood red Eye for an eye Watch the bastard die Eye for an eye
3.
The serpent’s kiss Left her venom inside my veins A bitter taste One that cannot be erased Bite your tongue Lest it be carved out from your throat This is the end I will relish in your pain Vengeance Inspired I dreamt of a place Where my deepest demons play Cold and dark perhaps to you But to me the perfect lair Look at me, motherfucker! Agony, motherfucker! You picked the wrong whore And now you’ll pay the fucking price What’s that, you piece of shit? ‘I’m sorry’?, fuck you! It’s too late for that! No lips You’ve lost the privilege No tongue Severed in revenge No lips You’ve lost the privilege Silenced now One less to spew shit My life’s plan was Shattered and broken while you Stole my life Ha, well I guess I’m just fucking bitter I will Erect a pyre Made of her bones Topped with your Heads, severed to Show the whole world My release of Hatred The serpent’s kiss Left her venom inside my veins A bitter taste One that cannot be erased Grim is the fate Of the ungrateful young damsel A macabre work of art Displayed to warn the unfaithful With these hands I create my dark shrine Carving flesh And taking what’s mine Nailing and wrapping I put great pride into my work This is my legacy This is how I will be remembered What do you do with a snake? Blessed with an opportunity To display what happens when deceitful I take the lying snake And I cut his fucking head off This is my legacy This is how I will be remembered I carefully construct My Bitter Catharsis I choose eternity I dare to live in infamy Eternity, my destiny My work will live forevermore Long after I have met my end My name still will be read Leave this world The same as you entered Or dare to live In eternal infamy? Long after I have met my end My name still will be read I dare to live in infamy Eternity, my destiny My work will live forevermore Eternity, my destiny I choose eternity My Bitter Catharsis The serpent’s kiss Left her venom inside my veins A bitter taste One that cannot be erased Grim is the fate Of the ungrateful young damsel A macabre work of art Displayed to warn the unfaithful I give my life To create something greater than me A shrine set aflame They will remember my name I choose eternity Leave this world the same as you entered Or dare to live in eternal infamy? Slit my throat and set me aflame Slit my throat and set me aflame I dare to live in eternal infamy
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I am the Harbinger of Death Take my hand Alone in my head once more Oh, how it can be a bore I'm pondering what makes me dream In shades so morose and so noir I sit and I contemplate The forces that control my fate The plague of my mind festers A thirst I cannot satiate The need to feel whole once more Quickly taints my weary form Soon I will kill again In death be restored I am just a messenger, The Harbinger of Death I care not what you've done I've come for your last breath Come, take my hand I will send you to the Gates The reaper waits with bated breath For you to meet your fate Delusions of grandeur defend My fragile sanity I cannot deny What I do defines a man of evil But in my place I must say you'd do the same Or give in to the mental agony The choice is easy It's you or it's me Savor every second As I watch the life Leave your eyes This is goodbye This is goodbye My thirst has been quenched Until the next time One more life lost To sustain my existence I am just a messenger, The Harbinger of Death I care not what you've done I've come for your last breath Come, take my hand I will send you to the Gates The reaper waits with bated breath For you to meet your fate Come, take my hand I will send you to the Gates The reaper waits with bated breath For you to meet your fate

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released May 13, 2018

Music and lyrics written by Patrick Finster
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Chris Whited at 1776 Recordings
Artwork by James Hayball

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