Sheathe your swords and lay down your arms
Face it you’re not soldiers return to your farms
Did she crush your mind? No heart left to break
Wanted her to pay for all the memories that were fake?
Laughing at you from a cult in the far off distance
Making you wish the stone you threw would hit that instance
Revenge will get you nowhere, at least not in this life
To kill her now will only increase your prolonged strife
Make her wait, tell her that hell is waiting quite patiently
When in reality, hell is only a place we visit occasionally
Outrageously we operate unmistakably
Courageously we were silenced gravitationally
Remember my voice, when I had guided your hand
Wait, you don’t even remember when I had you stand?
Blink of an eye all her friends gone
Why has everyone left her alone?
Still cannot find me? Why do you seek me?
When tenaciously your mind isn’t free
Realizing too late this isn’t a dream
Crime is no match for vengeance gleam
Take a look this place seems quite familiar
This is the place where you died as a killer
Glance at your wrist, that watch is shattered
Dirt clogs the gears, time is now flattered
Ahahaha now don’t you see?
I gave you vengeance, you set me free
Return now to the empty grave corpse
Before my contract begins to show remorse
They say revenge is best served cold
Yet I never knew your body was so old
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem