The Heretic Hammer

Vengeance is mine

Neither sweet or kind

Vengeance is mine

No longer will I beheld responsible

For the error of your ways

My conscience

Stands defiantly proud and rigid

So take my advice:

Meet your opposition

Profane and disciplined

Take back your pride

With a pounding hammer

As long as my icon has flesh

No one puts me to the test

And as long as my spirit permit

There will be no final rest

Vengeance is mine

Neither sweet or kind

Vengeance is mine

Vengeance is mine

I owe you nothing

But scorn and contempt

For all that is holy

I will have my revenge

With wisdom and fate

I design darkness

You kept feeding me denial and hate

And from that I will create

Arrogance and deception

Torment and bliss

How I envy your lack of justification

When mine is so sincered