Flames of vengeance,
burning high inside,
i don’t wonder why,
angels deserve to cry!
In the room of sadness,
I always ask the
question why ,
I gave her the rose,
she gave me the thorns..
When she sleeps on
the bed of roses,
i sleep upon the
the floor of thorns!
Pain is something
which i have now,
For the gift which,
i’ll give her hereon.
Forgetting the pain,
Starting a new day again,
Is not that i can feel
nor that i can choose
it’s high time now
that my smile,
is her tear,
My laughter,
is her fear,
My presence,
costs her dear!
For, It’s time for
Vengeance Reloaded