You spilled the first blood Now you must pay with your life The death of my loved one Which preys on your Conscience brings strife The night winds of vengeance Whisper my hatred of thee The bloodroom arising Foretells the omen decreed The thought of my anguish Fills you with dread My soul can not rest Until I know that you're dead I stalk you at night fall Condemn you in anger by day Fueled by my hatred I'll not stop to rest, till you pay You know that I'm out here This fueling it tears you apart But you'll not deceive me Till I've ripped the life from your heart The thought of my anguish Fills you wih dread My soul can not rest Until I know that you're dead Vendetta, vendetta, vendetta