Enemies adorned by childish innocence

Dictators rule

Granted words you offer

I urge to spread wings of decay



Bridges fall to split the nation

Walls enrise for better days to please

Draining ditch - water from my eyes

Retaliate



A veil of mystery I feel

Blindfold in obscurity

In the shade of a tree

I cannot remain here



My sweetest passion

My sweet, sweet revenge

My sweetest passion

My sweet retaliation



Hammering on my fragile ideals

In a cage of manic patience

Drawn into a growing chaos

My intentions seem to fall



My state of mind an inferno

This mind, which cannot comprehend

A torment to my conscience

My objectives lost in frozen shades



Engraved

The scars of time

Yet never healed

But still, the spark of hope does never rest



My sweetest passion

My sweet, sweet revenge

My sweetest passion

My sweet retaliation