Nim Vind - Revenge lyrics

Yeah, for me it's cold
Like the reptile's blood
The diamond in rattler eye
A vaccine to mystified a cold at your door
Damming the signs of end times
The hammer wait's to fall
The streets are cursed and violent
Pull weapons from the wall

And if your charge is killing me
There ain't no cure to call
There in blackened swagger
There now a cruel sweetheart get your gun

Yeah, for me it's cold
Like a soldier's stride
Like hands on a homicide
Police at my suicide a cold on the floor
Damming signs of end times
The anvil wait's to fall
Threats are marked and imminent
Pull weapons from the wall

If your charge is killing me
There ain't no cure to call
There in blackened swagger
There now a cruel sweetheart get your gun

It's going down for me
The madness has energized
Continues to mesmerize
The masses have organized
And take hold of the floor
Revolution is coming fast
Like days of a civil war
Your rationed rights dissolving
Won't matter anymore

And if you've come to kill me
It ain't my time to fall
I will in blackened swagger
I will now cruel sweetheart get my gun
And get some killing done