Exema - God of Revenge Lyrics

I can't explain what's happening to me
Like if I felt the voice of death
F*ck, my blood is getting black
I feel like the god of revenge
I'm in your brain like a deadly disease
How long has been since we haven't seen
I'm sick deeply, hatred is my cure
I feel like the god of revenge

Why do we dream of flying but we're born without wings
We are only numbers and that we will be
Love and hate are really two different things
But please answer this: live to die or die to live

And if revenge should be served cold
I'll be the most glacial waiter in the world
Because sometimes we feel the need to kill
I feel like the god of revenge

And if revenge should be served cold
I'll be the most glacial waiter in the world
Because sometimes we feel the need to kill
I feel like the god of revenge