Your reign of terror is coming to an end
And all your victims' pain will be avenged
Taker of innocence, I want your demise
Tear you apart for the unspeakable things you tried to hide

I fucking hate you
Every bone in my body will ache
'till I destroy everything you love
And fill your life with their pain

Ten long fucking years
I waited to erase all the memories
And you can't fucking stop me
My vengeance is finally born
Ten long fucking years
Your reign of terror is coming to an end
And I have no mercy for your soul
Your blood is on my hands

A call for blood for what youv'e done
No tolerance for what you've done
A call for blood
For what you've done
No tolerance for what you've done

All their anguish, all their pain
All their nightmares, all their misery
It's all coming back to haunt you
Your time is up and you've no where to hide

I fucking hate you
Every bone in my body will ache
'Till I destroy everything you love
The only cure for your sickness lies within your grave

Ten long fucking years
I waited to erase all the memories
And you can't fucking stop me
I hope you burn in hell

Ten long fucking years
Your reign of terror is coming to an end
And I have no mercy for your soul
Your blood is on my hands

A call for blood
For what you've done
No tolerance for what you've done
A call for blood
For what you've done
No fucking tolerance

Let the blood spill
Vengeance is mine
Let the blood spill
Vengeance is mine
A call for blood

Writer : JAMES SHANAHAN, CHRIS BEATTIE, SEAN MARTIN, MATT BYRNE
Copyright : Lyrics © The Bicycle Music Company