4 acessos
Impelled by the winds of vengeance
Brisk and biting… animating
Become of cyclone of castigation
Hatred unleashed… retribution
Spitting nails and frothing vitriol
Inhumane firebrand out of control
Satiate the hunger that has dwelt for centuries
Gorge on what from it proceeds
If the past had lain in the hands of mine
I had sewn shut the wombs of your mothers
If the future lays in the hands of mine
I will plant the seed of evil in your daughters
Once it begins it cannot be stopped
Spreading like an epidemic
Generating spawn unyielding
Vengeance unfolds stretching onwards