Revenge

NIM VIND

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 waits 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 in blackened swagger
 There now a cruel sweetheart

 Get your gun

 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 waits to fall
 Threats are marked and imminent
 Pull weapons from the wall

 And if your charge is killing me
 There ain't no cure to call
 There in 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 the floor
 Revolution is coming fast
 Like days of a civil war
 Your rationed right dissolving
 Won't matter anymore

 And if you've come to kill me
 There ain't no cure to call
 I will in blackened swagger
 I will now creul sweetheart

 Get my gun
 And get some killing done