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Hatred comes from the heart; contempt from the head; and neither feeling is quite within our control.
Hatred comes from the heart; contempt from the head; and neither feeling is quite within our control.
Fear even when morbid is not cowardice. That is the label we reserve for something that a man does. What read more
Fear even when morbid is not cowardice. That is the label we reserve for something that a man does. What passes through his mind is his own affair.
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
Last night I had a revelationSomehow I have to make you payIt's all about manipulationAnd what it takes to get read more
Last night I had a revelationSomehow I have to make you payIt's all about manipulationAnd what it takes to get my wayI don't believe in soft solutionsNo one makes a fool of meWithout receiving retributionNo one hurts me and goes freeI'll play on your fears, I'll leave you in tearsYou'll never be the same, my friendYou're walking a line, it's a matter of timeYou'll never rest easy againI've got the power to bring you downI've heard it said, to err is humanIt's forgiveness that's divineI thought about forgiving you, butI want revenge, I want what's mineI think it's time to settle scores nowIt's time to set the record straightYou'll know it's coming, you won't know howOr when, you'll have to watch and waitI'll play on your fears, I'll leave you in tearsYou'll never be the same, my friendYou're walking a line, it's a matter of timeYou'll never rest easy againI've got the power to bring you downYou know, it feels intoxicatingTo be intimidatingIt's invigoratingTo see you shakingI've got the power to bring you downYou know something, you see it coming, You know I will stop at nothing.
Revenge, at first though sweet,
Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
Revenge, at first though sweet,
Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
No one rejoices more in revenge than woman.
[Lat., Vindicta
Nemo magis gaudet quam foemina.]
No one rejoices more in revenge than woman.
[Lat., Vindicta
Nemo magis gaudet quam foemina.]
It is better to be killed than frightened to death.
It is better to be killed than frightened to death.
