Joesph Cony

the dusty sand and the barren waste land

with nothing more but my silent roar

the burning anger had dried out my tears

i've made my choice to become your fear

knelt down with brave at my loving wife's grave

wish it's dream but the cruelness of mean

revenging need gives me courage to live

slay everything that i see

a glimpse cold as ice

an eye for your eye yeah

i strive for all the memories of my past

all the things i hold dear they will conquer the fear of my despair

i face the violent certainty of doom

for a chance that the fields and the flowers may once again bloom

is it worth it to loose

assassination brings satisfaction

release the hate ease my deepest pain

when your fear becomes too much to take

there's no more choices to make

my faith in fate

turn to flames of deep hate

i swear the bloody smell in the air is fair

the out-law justice and vengeance and fairness had overcome my senses

your screams push me high to my climax in dreams

and all your shivery shaking and muttering mumble all leads

to the end of your deepest fright