Taste Of Revenge

 

Upon my death 
For who shall seek?
Taste of revenge
Why would you need?
Deserted fields to blossom some greed
Bliss of disgust till blessings bleed
Prayers can purify body
For who shall purify my heart?
You took everything for granted
Only love can purify your filthy heart
Upon my death 
For who shall seek?
Taste of revenge
Why would you need?

-Arya Ruth