So you've come for your vengeance hear - i think the crowd is silent of me you have dreamt i have grown (i built my domain on your hate) mock your words i will laugh in disrespect then wash my hands in your blood conqueror a face of fright you revealed to me with which i painted my eyes delight me with death for this tires my soul and soon eyes of black shall arise... hear crowd - my heart the delicate thunder
