Friday, November 18, 2005

I'll Give You A Reason To Cry

Useless emotion spilled on the floor
I come back from war and I see you standing there
Holding another man, what the fuck is that?
A warrior comes home to see his joy in the eyes of another
After the dust and sand fled away what is left to say?
You fucking treated me like shit
How could you put a gun to my head after the fighting died away?
Now I will bring the war home, to your fucking heart
Without my weapon I am nothing
And without me my weapon is nothing
My weapon is rage and anger and death
Hold me close one last time and let the tears fall from your eyes
As I push you back the gun goes off and your fucking dead
At my feet a pile of nothing how could you do this to me?
I make the victims I don't become one
The penality for this sin is death and I will dish it out
Sleep tight and know that I am there
The man behind the gun aimed at your head
Little bitch thought I would never come back
You cried all night but made the decision to turn so quick
Well fuck you fucking whore now I'll give you a reason to cry
Death comes on swift wings for I am the angel of death
You cheated on me after all of my love
So get ready to die the march has begun
And I won't stop until I have spilled all over your fucking blood

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