I hear whispers
Through your frostbitten eyes
I don’t want you to be
The subject of my demise
Before you go
I want you to know
Your time will come
Sweet retribution
Your time will come
In high dudgeon
Your tempestuous words
Provoke a mirror of hostility
I refuse to let you
Make a fool out of me
Before you go
I want you to know
Your time will come
Sweet retribution
Your time will come
In high dudgeon
I will not feel contrite
Retaliation feels so right
With vengeance I’ll take you down
Elation at seeing you crawl
I will not feel contrite
Retaliation feels so fucking right
With vengeance I’ll take you down
Elation at seeing you crawl on the ground
Now I’m seething
Hope you feel the pain
I asseverate chastisement
Your time will come
Sweet retribution
Your time will come
In high dudgeon
Your time will come
Sweet retribution
Now go
Your time will come
