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