I've waited for you Deranged and amused with visions of your death The stain of my youth Will soon be buried and laid to rest Wish I could kill off every thought of you in my head Stained my solace in the rot that you left me with I know this comes as no surprise but I want you dead I think your ghost would be my greatest accomplishment If I cut off your head, maybe I'd get some rest Low roads pave the way and I descend Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge Would I get some rest If I cut off your head Would I get some rest If I cut off your There's a darkness in my heart you don't understand I'd press a gun between the teeth of another man I'd take his life and watch him die with a drink in hand And crack a smile in the silence without regret (I want a pound of fucking flesh) Low roads pave the way and I descend Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge I want a pound of flesh Yeah, I'll spit on your grave, you sick fuck You're just as low as the hole that I'll leave you in I'll never rest until the day that I watch you dig For every child, you've defiled, a pound of flesh I'll never rest until the day you're in pieces Low roads pave the way and I descend Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge Low roads pave the way and I descend Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge