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.

If I can catch him once upon the hip,
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.

If I can catch him once upon the hip,
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.

Revenge is an inhuman word.
[Lat., Inhumanum verbum est ultio.]

Revenge is an inhuman word.
[Lat., Inhumanum verbum est ultio.]

In taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing it over, he is superior.

In taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing it over, he is superior.

'Tis an old tale, and often told;
But did my fate and wish agree,
Ne'er had been read more

'Tis an old tale, and often told;
But did my fate and wish agree,
Ne'er had been read, in story old,
Of maiden true betray'd for gold,
That loved, or was avenged, like me!

Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.

Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.

Those who plot the destruction of others often perish in the
attempt.

Those who plot the destruction of others often perish in the
attempt.

There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state to another, nothing read more

There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state to another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life.

Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge.

Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge.