Revenge
Looking for the man who killed my sister
Wait till I get ahold of you mister
I'll rip him apart, Like hit by a twister
Don't even remember the last time I kissed her
I cannot wait for the day
He finds himself in my way
His skin I might filet
That's right I just may
No not here to play
Revenge will be the plan
Definitely torturing that man
Keeping him alive as long as I can
Mercy! Not even a fan
Begging, I hear you
But no good will it do
"When will it be through"
Here's you a clue
Red blood turns blue
Oh! It's the other way around
Shh! Don't make a sound
Or your mouth will be bound
Soon under your mound
Never to be found
Go ahead and scream
Last time it would seem
My smile it will gleam
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