There is murder with purpose
The desire to pull the throats
From the perverse
Vindicated hate
The innocence taken
Is repaid with the blood
Of all those forsaken
Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now
The children never sleep
Eyes forever awake
Hiding secrets
Pain and mistakes
Hell is in their home
Light has left their heart
Innocence is shattered
Souls torn apart
I hear their cries
About the wolves in disguise
So I'll cut out their empty hearts
And tear out their eyes
Preying on the weak
I'll kill your f*cking breed
Taking back the lives
Of the children that you beat
Violence can be righteous
And vengeance can be pure
Hands designed to nurture
Now used for torture
The only cure is murder
The only cure is murder
Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now
Thy Art Is Murder - Vengeance Lyrics
Thy Art Is Murder - Vengeance Lyrics
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There is murder with purpose
The desire to pull the throats
From the perverse
Vindicated hate
The innocence taken
Is repaid with the blood
Of all those forsaken
Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now
The children never sleep
Eyes forever awake
Hiding secrets
Pain and mistakes
Hell is in their home
Light has left their heart
Innocence is shattered
Souls torn apart
I hear their cries
About the wolves in disguise
So I'll cut out their empty hearts
And tear out their eyes
Preying on the weak
I'll kill your f*cking breed
Taking back the lives
Of the children that you beat
Violence can be righteous
And vengeance can be pure
Hands designed to nurture
Now used for torture
The only cure is murder
The only cure is murder
Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now
The desire to pull the throats
From the perverse
Vindicated hate
The innocence taken
Is repaid with the blood
Of all those forsaken
Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now
The children never sleep
Eyes forever awake
Hiding secrets
Pain and mistakes
Hell is in their home
Light has left their heart
Innocence is shattered
Souls torn apart
I hear their cries
About the wolves in disguise
So I'll cut out their empty hearts
And tear out their eyes
Preying on the weak
I'll kill your f*cking breed
Taking back the lives
Of the children that you beat
Violence can be righteous
And vengeance can be pure
Hands designed to nurture
Now used for torture
The only cure is murder
The only cure is murder
Hung from the oak
Upside down
He will fall to you quicker
He is with you now
Writer: Andrew James March, Christopher John Mcmahon, Lee Stanton, Sean Thomas Delander, William Scott Putney, Andrew James Marsh
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network