He'll pay for what he did to me,
He'll suffer for each of his horrendous deeds.
I swear, that if it's the last thing I do,
He will receive to him what has been long due,
I hate him, hate him, to the depths of my heart,
Which he had torn away, part by part.
I will break his sprit, his heart I will tear,
Like he had torn mine, which had been innocent and fair.
It had darkened my mind, many had said.
They're probably right, they've realized with dread.
I can't wait to hurt him, to make him feel my pain and my strife
To have him feel the steel of my knife,
But no, this is not the way of my kind,
For true murderers have dark, twisted minds,
But I let in the darkness, embrace it's caress,
For its let me show my true self, let my emotions feel less,
I will hurt him, and he will feel what I feel,
A mind darkened with hatred, a heart of steel.
Gone is the girl who would cringe in a corner and cry,
Gone is the girl who believed every lie,
No, that child is dead, and in her place has come,
A deadly deranged woman, who won't rest till she is done.
The innocence taken I will avenge,
No matter how long it takes, I'll have my revenge.
