Bad blood stirring in the boiling pot
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finger on the trigger of a gun
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an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
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It's an old web being spun
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born from the seeds of anger and hatred
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do it to them like they do
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it's only revenge and the worst of it all
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it all comes back to you
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Envy treads at the breaking edge
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wheredogs begin to wail
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sarrow imprisoned the widows eyes
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like arrows too, they fell
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trying to balance the scales of injustice
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do it to them like they do
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it's only revenge and the worst of it all
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it all comes back to you
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the hounds pursue the weary step
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as silver etched the sent
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chasing down the passions of mans convictions
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escaping time he'd never spent
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half starved and running
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he'll pay for his blindness
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racing the bullets of hate
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thirteen steps an a dead mans walk
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it's always been this way
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it all comes back to you
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Revenge
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| Dead Moon |
