III: Collusion (feat. Jason Evans)

I want to see the look on your face as i take your life away.

My tormented soul is quiet as I feel the flow of your life spray over my hands.

I see your coward face and my rage can't take the strain.

Just shut the fuck up.

And stand up.

Stand up now!

You'll see my vengeance.

Red mist descends.

I can't wait to kill you.

You're rotting.

In the eyes of god.

Through your corpse on the floor I shall find my solace.

My lust for vengeance precedes all.

Precedes me.

I'll follow you past your fucking grave.

Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do - I will bring you down.

The depths of my anger at my unjust captivity are only matched by the nature of your demise.

I will not be compromised.

The stench of your rotting corpse leaves nothing to the imagination - Every seeping wound.

Every rotting organ leaves me entralled - if there was a god - I am satan.

Why can we give so much to a lie that does not return?

I gave up everything.

And I was betrayed.

Now we lie broken men.

And we die alone.