Congress In Bad Blood
They tried to bury us but the earth refused our bodies.
Roaming 'till the end of time, with lust for revenge, the
law of crime.
We're hungry for those who were once the nails of our
coffin.
Revenge in it's purest form, degrading ourself to a
criminal norm.
And when the moon is full, the blood starts to boil.
All hell breaks loose,
once the beast is released to prove your guilty of my
withdrawal,
I'll tear the heart right out of your chest and place it
before your eyes.
So you can witness how black it is.
You won't kill me untill I get a stake through the heart.
Maybe the odds were different but time has healed these
wounds.
The salt is washed away again and time is standing on my
side.
Night after night, the hatred grew inside and now revenge
is mine.
Two graven split open, empty as the black and I'm
released,
grinning madly, facing the bloodred skies.
Claiming my throne, enslaving you all,
forever I will flee, fed by your blood
